I'm sure that this has already gone around the world twice, but I found it interesting (PLUS! a quick n easy way to generate some writing on this here blog) and learned some things about myself. Scary things. I got it from Them's My Sentiments, and she got it from someone else, who got it from someone else named Schmutzie. I'm not taking it back any further than that. I have this idea that if you follow anything to its source, someone named Schmutzie will be there.
Anyhoodle, you just type just one letter (a, then b, then c, etc.) into your computer's internet address field. What is then suggested to you is the site (starting with that letter) that you've viewed most often.
Here is my life, spread before you like tapenade with SURPRISE anchovie, one letter at a time.
Today is brought to you by the letter A:
Amazon.ca: 1-Click both saved and nearly ruined my life. Sure, I got Gibbons' The Fall of the Roman Empire practically overnight and thus saved a 6-week broken-leg stay on the couch from being a complete psycho bitch affair, BUT I also instantly (and on a menstrual/menopausal whim) purchased Extraveganza and promptly made the "cheesecake" recipe, which made my son weep bitter tears of outraged disappointment and my husband to start browsing the Russian Brides for Sale sites, which in turn has brought upon our heads all manner of terrible spam. (Lyudmila, I'm sorry, but there has been a terrible misunderstanding.)
Also, am I the only one whose brain insists on making that unfortunate asymmetrical breastlessness connection with Amazon? "New customer? Click here. (Actually, we can pretty much tell from here that you are.) " Every time I visit the site, I reposition my monitor, in case They are looking.
Actually, I bet I AM the only one. . . .