I am really on the cusp of boy/men/relationship REVELATION, Y’ALL!!!!! Like, the pieces! They are coming together! And I am understanding, ohhh I am GETTING IT, I am finding MEANING in my journey and it is so poetic and real, man. But honestly, other people are writing about it better than I am. Like Laurie. And this other relatively recent gem of a recent blog find.

Plus, my last entry was all sorts of sappy and whiney. And who wants to hear me drone on and on when you can go read other people’s stuff? People who can actually write coherent sentences? Rock on.

So, without further ado, may I present more blog stats because I am copping out on writing a real entry and I have to get my beauty rest tonight because I’m going to the Marc Jacobs show tomorrow night. (WHAT?!) Not only that, but I am currently holding in my hand the invitation to the AFTER PARTY.

Who am I? Why is this my life?

I don’t know. I ain’t complainin’. It is totes totally awesome. Moving on:

Google searches that resulted in links to this website, my comments in paranthesis. (You can find the original Ode To My Blog Stats here.)

brooding poetry
are white keds okay with gauchos (NO! You should be wearing NEITHER, dude! Yikes!)
get bowels to move immediately (Amen.)
vegan time of day to take my vitamins (Dunno. Morning is good, I’d say, with breakfast.)
Gigantic tool (Yes, yes I am.)
Bacteria air in abdomen fetal position (Whaaa?)
Frontier spirit (Yee haw, cowboy!)
I lost my faith in humanity (I am so sorry!)

And my own personal favorite of this round:

Are Catholics offended by Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat?

I’d have to go with no on this one. I think Catholics (and the rest of us) are just offended by Andrew Lloyd Webber in general. Thoughts?