every so often i go to my sites tracker, not so much to see how many people are visiting, but to see where they're coming from. and because i am a huge dork, and because oddgoogle just doesn't update often enough, and because the last entry may or may not be pathetic, i'm writing this one.
lots of people have been showing up thanks to miss thang. i still get some from her even though she's moved elsewhere.
i get hits from the dland top 100, which is linked at the bottom and which i would love for you to click on so i can achieve my goal of becoming #1 for once in my life. but i'd also really like that site to get some banner ads that don't have strippers on them. or at least get some new strippers. and sometimes i get hits from the diarist registry, people looking for NJ diarists i guess.
and now for the best links of all: the search engine queries. several searchers just typed in "i'm so broke." i feel for them, since i just spent nearly all of my tax return on getting my cavities filled and getting rid of cingular wireles. and now for the rest of the fun searches that landed in beatpoetland:
"cingular satan"
it could be like "personal jesus," but i'm thinking it has more to do with the company just being EVIL.
"doc holiday wyatt earp ok corral"
yes, they were there. and according to my film professor, there's a huge homoerotic subtext to the film "my darling clementine".
"anorexia pictures" closely followed by "anorexia life"
it breaks my heart how often i get hits for anorexia. i'm always hoping it's someone's high school health class term paper. it's a disease, people, not a lifestyle choice. however much hollywood makes it one.
but the best one i got was "something funny to say to a girl". i can just picture some little teenage boy sitting around, desperately trying to think of something really witty to say to the girl of his dreams at her locker on friday morning, in the hopes that she'll go to the movies with him that weekend. in his desperation, he turns to google. who sends him to me ? i mean really now. i never realized google was so sadistic! the best i could tell this kid is that once when i was in college, having just thrown up from drinking for the First Time Ever, some random guy on a back porch at a party told me the joke about nuns and a naked man. and all i could do was think about was whether the yard was actually moving or not. which is neither helpful, nor appropriate for any kid young enough to be googling "something funny to say to a girl."
in other news, i exercised today. the world famous pontani sisters kicked my ass with their gogo-robics. i can't do the mashed potato or the pony to save my life, and my courtney cox looks way more like a carlton banks. if there's anyone out there who actually understood that sentence, write to me because we need to be BFF. then i attempted to do crunches and used Princess Messyface as a weight to firm my lower abs. she thinks we're playing airplane. i think i wanna fit back into my jeans. how do you give up soda, start eating better, and somehow GAIN weight? seriously, i swear i'm not eating sticks of butter in my sleep or anything. i'm not trying to join up with the gym bunnies or have a sixpack or anything. not trying to be the next bo derek. i just want to need a belt again. is that so much to ask?
don't worry, the irony of talking about anorexia as a disease and then complaining because i can't lose weight is not lost on me.
i was just eating an orange and now i'm all sticky.
beatpoetgrrl
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