Look how close to being almost over this is! I was going to cop out at the end here and say that were too busy drinking beer and listening to Ween* for m to blog tonight. Thhen I was goingto give you something something better to look at rather than present any atual ideas (Stan says his ideas are "beauiful, crystalline orbs" these days, but the guy gets paid to think. Anyway you won't see any of that here, this is my blog). Now it occurs to me to also anounce that total hits to this site generated by pornographic search terms are down to a mere 1/3 or so of all the hits I get. The top two searches being: 1) something I can't actually find on the internet despite routine searches by me** and 45% of people who mistakenly wind up viewing this website daily; also B) search terms that produce this tonguey image of me hamming it up on my firt 30th birthday.
What's more I was going to write about... something. Would it have been how I am peeved at someone I work with right now? Nope, i am purt careful not to blog the job. Not that so I can't remember but lease excuseme while I fi x a nother tea toddy. That's our stylings aroung her b'wintertimes: nonstop hot beveraverages, tea mostly, sometimes brandy tea toddies or tea and whiskey. One search term that hot a lot of hits to this site in the past 24 hours was "wiskhey." "Wiskhey" is not a real thing you know, but if you image search it you will find a picture of me turning 30/27! I'll leave it to you to figure out what you'll find if you search for "hot a lot" like iI just typed right there.
What you should really know is that I am a very serious person (snort!). I hae a job where people take me seriously and all my friends live 2,000 miles from here. I try to get them (job people) to take me not quite so seriously, as I, EMily, am actually a merry, casual person! Alas, this is a very traditional firm/town. Wer're liberal politically but socially parochial. BTW Have you heard of "Massholes?" This is the true phenomenon of native Massachusettsans who act like jerks from hell for no reason. If you come here you will find these people all over the place; most are found behind the wheel of a car or in a position to provide customer service. Probably if my job peple read this blog entry they would take me not so seriously at all. Perhapd they would even go so far as to take me for FIRED. Fortunately I don't believe they have hearod of blogs there yet.
By the way, The other reason this is spelt to fukt is that I don't do so well on the mini laptop keboard but I'm usuing the laptop tonigt because Stan's in the other room on my PC transcribing the lyrics to Learnin' to Love.*** (The main lyric goes: DOO DOO DOOBELEP Read it and weep.)
We are a proud people, my people and me.
I'm inebreitating in NaBloPoMo. (Why is there not a queer blogging event called NaBloHomo? It could be like a big public awareness campaign or something. Hello! Free idea! Somebody take it while the getting is good!)
* In certain ways the weekend still starts on Thursday, even now that I'm old.
** This just in: the possibility exists of a thing tht cannot be found on the Inetet.***
*** Blue ribbon for Least Effective Recent Spelling of the Word "Internet"