2002-06-12 - 8:57 a.m.
I�m not one of those people who obsess over their stats. Well, I am a little bit. I always like checking on the Referrer pages. Like lot�s of other Diarylanders. Normally, it�s nothing. Just the few people that have me linked in their favorites. But sometimes I get the random hit. Like this morning. Someone hit my site on S�gte p� nettet efter "in a unitard". Which I think is strange. And foreign. Usually I get hits from people who spell things wrong. And are looking for enlightenment. And then someone who did a search of Diary�s in my town. Which are mostly high school students obsessed with suicide.
Other than that, well, I had chicken last night. Yum. With some peas and carrots. I don�t like peas that much. I had to use extra butter to make them palatable. Extra Butter is good. Sheesh. I have nothing much to say. I still don�t know about Portland. I�m going to call her this afternoon. I�m still looking for an apartment here in the bay area. In a more urban setting. I�d like to get out of the suburbs I think. Pleasanton, while nice and, well, pleasant, is too vanilla for me. I need urban flavah. You know, because I�m down with all that. I think I�m just going through a crisis of the most bland proportions.
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