Scary Shites
Hmmm. I suddenly feel that keeping a blog is a scary affair.
What if my boss suddenly google my name?
Google is so powerful that you can dig every single juicy info out of it.
Gosh.
And the things he would see here are penises and g spot.
Oh Jesus. Mary and Joseph.
Ahhh. It was really a bad idea to choose Sarah Yew [my imaginary friend's name].
I logged in to the stats counter just now and I happened to observe that someone from this particular MNC was digging at my archives for a couple of hours with approximately 20 page views.
If that person is my boss, I would need a coconut shell.
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Luckily my boss doesn't know my imaginary friend's name.
What if my boss suddenly google my name?
Google is so powerful that you can dig every single juicy info out of it.
Gosh.
And the things he would see here are penises and g spot.
Oh Jesus. Mary and Joseph.
Ahhh. It was really a bad idea to choose Sarah Yew [my imaginary friend's name].
I logged in to the stats counter just now and I happened to observe that someone from this particular MNC was digging at my archives for a couple of hours with approximately 20 page views.
If that person is my boss, I would need a coconut shell.
-_-|||
Luckily my boss doesn't know my imaginary friend's name.
posted by sarah y at 6:10 PM
2 Comments:
but you post your photos right?
unless those were photos of your imaginery friend.
Oh ya. The photos.
-_-|||
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