So my friend Dylan has just voiced her concerns about some of you stalking Patrick and myself. She insists that it’s a real possibility when you’re dealing with crazy people. She assumes anyone obsessed with a game that is 15 years old must, unquestionably, be insane.
I spit on her.
Just in case, if anyone was planning on stalking us, I suggest you turn your attention to someone who deserves it - like Dylan.
11:45 pm
*phone rings at two in the morning*
*Adrian answers the phone groggily*
Adrian: H..hello?
Mysterious, whispering voice: What’s you’re favorite video game?
Aha, Adrian’s friend is Dylan. Yet another fact to add to the old notebook…
So, like, is it totally out of bounds to be scouring state gov Web sites for information on Mysteria Film Group, LLC? I don’t want to step over any boundries and look like a stalker! (BTW, your business entity reports are overdue at the offices of the Secretary of State. Tsk. ;))
Us? Obsessed? Surely you jest.
Damn! Looks like my covers blown!
*puts away binoculars and listening equipment* 
*stalk stalk stalk*
::puts on sneakers, for extra sneak::
You’ve kinda scattered hints throughout the blog about where you are. Unless it’s the next puzzle… *begins triangulating their position from given data*
No worries, guys.
We’ll only find every single piece of information we could possibly ever hope to discover that shows the slightest possibility of being related to any aspect of your existence.
Then we will vigorously debate the most obscure points and mundane minutae ad infinitum, finding patterns, hidden codes and earth-shattering revelations.
Then there will be cake.
Deius, the cake is a lie.
*Gasp!* He’s on to me!
I’m not obsessed. I’m just extremely addicted… yeah, that’s it.
This is strange. I smell chocolate cake coming from my computer. Patrick, when did you invent smellovision?
Dieus, you can discuss all that. I’ll simply sit back, ask stupid questions and make silly comments.
Oh, and stalk people too. I forgot to mention the stalking. Random stalking is fun and good excersize. I started with R, now I think I will move on to someone who’s name starts with a D. Hmmmmm…….who do I know who’s name starts with a D?
By the way, everyone owes Dylan a great big “thank you”. She was a huge help during the source code puzzles. She’s far more gifted in languages than I am, and she helped me to translate the phrases into D’ni. After Deius pointed out my idiotic and lazy mistake in the first one (grr….), I realized I was going to need some help. She’s smart.
All we need is a trail of breadcrumbs and Google. Cake crumbs will do. Chocolate cake is always best.
So, Dylan is the D’ni language expert, but calls other people obsessed? Pot, meet kettle. 
Thanks, Dylan, for the great translations!
Adrian, mistakes are not idiotic, they are necessary to help us learn. I love the D’ni language but I make mistakes pretty much constantly. That’s why it’s so nice to have great resources like the DLF and especially Khreestrefah’s D’ni dictionary and Domahreh’s Rechoortahn D’ni (The D’ni Student).
“So, Dylan is the D’ni language expert, but calls other people obsessed? Pot, meet kettle.”
The most impressive thing about this is the fact that Dylan had never seen a word of D’ni until I asked for her help. And she wanted me to be very clear that she doesn’t really think you all are crazy. I do, but that’s another story entirely
Don’t worry about Dylan’s being obsessed; there were at least six different types of D’ni mistakes after that. Yes, I counted. (You think we’re crazy? I don’t blame you.)
“Dylan had never seen a word of D’ni until I asked for her help.” That is impressive.
“…she doesn’t really think you all are crazy. I do…” Acknowledging that we have a problem is the first step. 
But it’s the good kind of crazy!
The very first thing necessary to anyone who’s weird is a place where they don’t give you a hard time just because you’re weird. ~Mike Callahan
Feb 20 2008
Will do. Er… I mean… me, stalk someone? Never!