i shall probably regret telling you this
when I was doing my A levels, the internet didn't exist, so I had to go to the library to research stuff and, you know, read actual books.
On one occasion, the book I needed had to be ordered in, and when it arrived I found inside, presumably having been used as a bookmark, the previous borrower's request card.

That had her name and home address written on it.

So every so often, when I was bored, I would write her a letter.
I have no idea if she ever received them, or if she did, what her reaction was.
(They weren't weird or sexual or threatening or anything - usually just a retelling of something interesting I had found out about, so hopefully she wouldn't have been upset by them)

After a while I realised just how pointless and stupid it was, so I stopped.
( mictoboy shitting in your cunt since, Fri 15 Jan 2010, 21:56, 4 replies)

Thats
quite touching. Something very unresolved about it all.
(gearanach #wankwankwank, Fri 15 Jan 2010, 22:07, closed)

I like this because
. . . well, I just like it

But didn't want to give this an anonymous click.

Edit, I think I like the fact that people like this exist
(maggotriddendirtbox fast, feral and sharp as a tack since, Fri 15 Jan 2010, 23:03, closed)

I had a friend
Who was on the receiving end of a similar - well, almost identical - wheeze. Obviously not this girl, him being a bloke. Used to get about one letter a month, and when they stopped after a year or so he was concerned incase the anonymous writer had met with a nasty demise.

Go on, put her mind at rest. Clicks!
(MightyX5 living on a small island on, Sat 16 Jan 2010, 2:53, closed)

I once did something similar
See the last 'experiment' on this list.
( mistaspakkaman and the inedible shifting caterpillars, Wed 20 Jan 2010, 23:27, closed)