amongst furry rodents

Yes, it's another Jay post. Just fucking live with it.

Anyhow, I discovered something somewhat amusing (turned mildly disturbing) in my inbox today. I have an account on this photo hosting/sharing site called Flickr and with it you can browse other people pictures and tag "favorites." The system administrator has it set up so that the owner of the photos gets a nice email message every time someone favorites a pic and who the user is. You can imagine my interest was piqued when I noticed that a particular person had favorited a whole slew of images.

Ah ha! A kitten lover I thought to myself.

I clicked on her favorites profile:
Be Very Afraid
That right.

gerbil	gerbil	gerbil	gerbil	gerbil
mouse	mouse	hamster	mice	mice
Jay	Jay!	Jay?	JAY?!	JAY???(WTF?)
gerbil	mouse	hamster	bunny	bunny
bunny	bunny	bunny	bunny	bunny...

Eh? I'll admit to being a little mortified. I mean, I've had people favorite my face before...you get over that creep factor pretty quickly. As long as dude or dudette doesn't have your contact info, it's okay. Thing is, with my face I'm usually in the favorites files with other Asian chicks, barely legal looking gals, goths, ballerinas, etc. I'm not amongst animals that share bloodlines with rats.

I finally located an image of said user. It sure didn't look like his mom. I started panicking. Did Ms. Leather Tits have an alter ego? Was this a crazy ex stalking my friend? More importantly, why is Jay mixed up amongst rodents?

I calmly emailed said user and asked if she happened to know my friend since I noticed that she picked through ALL my pictures and favorited every single one containing him (dodging what I really wanted to ask: Is he also one of your pets?)

She kindly responded with: Oh no, I thought he was cute. that was all. lol

So she means to say out of the couple million photos of Flickr, she happens to think that my friend Jay is cute enough to procure an esteemed spot with the bunnies, gerbils, mice, rainbows and flowers and whatever the hell she has in her pile.

If that isn't a form of flattery, I don't know what is. I bet he'd say I put her up to it or any other freaking statement that dodges the fact that he has got an attractive face. Oy. Average my ass.