At least 3 people I know are in Vegas and I. AM. NOT. This is so wrong. Another friend is in PARIS with his beloved. Paris, people. I'm here in... well, my house. Which is definitely NOT IN PARIS.
Here are my latest results in the "weird google searches that have lead people to me" vein:
- Pointed leaf picker - what the hell is that?
- J Lo butt.... yeah, that's gonna lead you right to my baby sister....
- I am still gettting the DJ Carly tell me where you are thing, which I don't understand, and it's creepy
- The Gray's/ Dwight searches are fine with me. Did you see the Office marathon? It was great. Somehow I missed all of those when they originally aired so it was like a little gift from NBC for buying that bobblehead.
- that damn feifel.... are you kidding me?
- housewives addicted to hydrocodone (oops... none here, thanks...)
I'm going to go see if I can find myself. Haha.
2 comments:
Vegas is FUN - ever been?
Your avitar girl is riding a skateboard in work?? She's wild.
Mrs. Shamus was very nice about the girl who followed her around Vegas one night. :-)
I'm still mad at YOU because you got to see Steve Perry and I didn't. Hmmmmph.
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