So, in all of this bullshit, it is SOOOOO nice to be at the beginning of the month again with a fresh slate for the web statistics. As Anne, of Anne of Green Gables, would say, it’s like the day is fresh with no mistakes in it.

No longer do the stats reflect a mad house of people with clearly less than sunshiney intentions pouring over page after page here. Back to your standard weird, kinky word combinations that peoples’ searches bring them here like “old mature lesbians 65years old,” a phrase I have never typed, but the words could all be here in the jumble. Much more relaxing than all of the combinations of my name, nickname and employer’s name.

More people have voted in the stay-or-go poll. No doubt all of the well-wishers from my place of employment parsing my words for clues are also voting, in essence yelling, not only should you go but go far.

And, after a while of mentioning close friends, close family and a boyfriend in a clinical psychological setting, you can’t help to wonder if you are sounding ubernormal or like everyone’s imaginary and your faking it? I felt a little like Jan Brady discussing George Glass. But, of course, the difference being (OK, one of the differences) M. is real and my life is not a TV show (guess that’s two differences).