I am very angry.

I was reading an on-line journal the other day, and the journalist wrote that she got an anonymous e-mail program so that she could write mean things to another page but it didn't work and she was found out.

I don't know if this little bitch was the one who drove Sage away, but whether she was or not is besides the point. Only the most cowardly and contemptible and completely class-free people write anonymous letters of any kind, and I find it grotesque that she would brag about it.

I have been thinking about something.

Remember how yesterday I was all thrilled that I had broken 100 for the first time, hitwise? Well, I was realizing the fact that there are about four or five webpages that I hit daily because they are so hideous that they're great fun, actually, and I read them voraciously specifically to laugh at them.
Well, though I hope it isn't many, the odds are that some of the people who are hitting my page, aren't doing it because they think I'm all that, so I vow to keep that in mind:

A hit doesn't mean they like you!

Luis came up to me yesterday and said "I wanted to let you know, I had a dream about you last night, and it was really erotic!" And I started laughing and turned beet red, 'cause I'm not the kind of girl that people have dreams about, but he was going on and on saying stuff like "...and then you took off your clothes, and you looked really good!" and that proved that it was a dream!

And I thought about it and I decided...I'm flattered!

I passed a shop the other day called A Pea in a Pod, but because of the font they used, it looked like it said A Pea in a Poo

You'd have thought that would have been a consideration when they were getting that sign made...

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