Here’s how on-the-same-page poeticgrin and I are.
poeticgrin’s email:
Medicated Lady. This is the same conversation we just had.
medicatedlady: What do you like to eat?
poeticgrin: Cheeseburgers.
medicatedlady: I love cheeseburgers. What are you talking about?
My version:
This was our conversation.
Him (yesterday): you paint me as such an evil person
Me: what are you talking about? that post was a tribute to you.
Him: i have no idea what you’re talking about so I cannot tell you what you think I was talking about. I could not be bothered to scroll down and read the message I wrote to you yesterday. Henceforth, clearly you are crazy.
Me: Sigh. (I am forced to cut and paste his email)
Him: Cheezeburgerz are da bomb.
Me: Indeed.
Dearest reader, if you have no idea what we’re talking about, we apparently do not, either.
Ramblings of a Medicated Lady: Words of Woe by Loria Taylor 
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January 30, 2009 at 10:41 am
poeticgrin
MedicatedLady, you are destroying the aura and mystery I have worked for months to create. Now our readers are only going to think we are crazy. You can survive this. You are anonymous. I post under my real name! I was probably going to be discovered this morning and offered a book deal. Now the publishers are distracted and instead will probably offer us a radio show.
January 30, 2009 at 1:05 pm
medicatedlady
Well, you can still have your book. I didn’t tag your name per se. Plus, it’s my life. What are you going to do, request that I don’t put anything pertaining to you on the web lest an old suiter who’s happily married with three kids and ain’t caring about you sees it?
Also, medicatedlady is my Christian name.