Anyone know how to get more visitors to this site? For free. I mean, I've added myself to search engines and the like but I'm only up to 23-29 visitors a day. I want more. I'm greedy. Do I have to write about a fake (?) ;) torrid love-affair with Jian Ghomeshi or something in order to get like 50 viewers a day? :) But really, last year when I was ranting off about him, I got like, 39 hits in a single day. Is there anything I can do?Yesterday was fun.
I went to the doctor and spent time reading the crap on the walls. you know, those posters like "Whose Idea Was This?: The Child-Raising Guide" and "20 Helpful Things To Remember During Labor." I must have been in that room alone and half-naked for 20 minutes, at least.
During which, I debated going over to the door, opening it and seeing if anyone remembered I was alive. I got paranoid. I started to think that maybe they'd forgotten about me and that I'd have to come back later or whatever for another examination. I didn't want that. I wanted my damn yeast infection test and I wanted it now.
I wasn't thinking any of that while I was in the middle of the examination, however. I wanted to be gone. I thought of what I could do afterwards while my prescription was filled. I remembered how Tony was playing in a soccer game not ten minutes away so I decided that I would call Ilene once I got out of this place to see if she wanted to go. Luckily, she said yes and we headed over there a half hour later.
Gettin to the game, we both thought Tony saw us while we sat on the bleachers. But he didn't. Afterwards, we left and went over to Sat's house, who we hadn't seen in a few weeks. The three of us went for a walk and Sat asked me what was going on with Tony. I was about to tell her but then the sound of a car coming behind us interrupted us as we turned to see it was Tony.
Tony: (to me) Is it true that you went to my game in Liberty today?Me: Yes. I was there. I brought Ilene. Didn't you see us?Tony: No. Afterwards when I got on the bus, a few of the guys were talking while I was changing and they said to me 'Hey, your girlfriend showed up.' I asked them who and they told me 'Sally was here just to see you.'"
So now his teammates think we're dating. OH NO! *gasp* I think that it's coooooooooool. Come Monday I'm gone so nevermind what they think.
Now I'm on Diflucan. One pill. One pill only. No refills needed. Isn't that funny? I wish I'd known that before I flipped out on the lady behind the counter at Rite Aid when I thought I'd been ripped off. She's like "Welcome to the 90's. One pill and that's all. No more." Welcome to the 90's? Efficiency my ass.
I'm kinda scared that one pill would take care of a problem like this. I mean, I was kinda looking forward to taking pills...*(druggie)*. I'd have more confidence that it was being taken care of the right way.
