I just checked the searches that directed people to this blog and here are a few of the new & noteworthy ones:
how to spell booger on a calculator
truckee pirate weight watchers
hokey pokey this week video
I don't know how to spell booger on a calculator, if there's a Weight Watchers in Truckee for pirates I don't know anything about it and I haven't done the hokey pokey in years.
Also, there's a disturbing trend of searches for my future sister-in-law, the details of the upcoming wedding, etc. As a result, I'm going mum on all of that.
You see Stalker, THIS IS WHY WE CAN'T HAVE NICE THINGS.
Monday, August 17, 2009
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2 comments:
Hopefully the next one won't be, "How to jump off the Golden Gate Bridge."
How can you tell that people are searching for L. and the wedding? Can I tell if people are searching for me? That is creepy.
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