Just came back from my first real job as a proxy. Had to keep an eye on this guy, who was likely to get involved (one of his mates was caught up in this shit), make sure we knew where he was and what he knew. To be honest, not much. He hadn't seen S, and he hasn't even connected to the blogosphere. Spent most of his time in and around a park, where his friend went missing. Keeping track of him in there was pretty hard, especially since he is so damn paranoid. Or not really, I guess; you aren't paranoid if we really are out to get you.
Still, it was pretty dull. Following this guy around, staying up all night to watch his house then following him all morning. I was pretty much dead by the time I was relieved, so I've been sleeping it off. Major caffeine crash. Still, someone has to do it- half the time, the proxy who's meant to be your nemesis is acting off information gathered by someone like me. I'm going to have to go out again tomorrow, which will be fun. So much for weekends.