We once lived boring lives in boring towns situated in boring countries on several boring continents. Well, one of us sometimes lives in a little, blonde world all her own but that's another blog. Our lives used to be so banal, so interminably dull, but not since we met! Hilarious, passionate, irreverant, wise, diverse, forthright, spiritual, bright, loving, compassionate, smart-assed, sexual, quick-witted, juicy. We're a batch of bitchin' babes & a couple of titular dudes...watch us blossom!
I was just going through our site stats and found an interesting referring page. Take a look at this Google search page that brought someone from McKeesport, PA to our site. (This person has also been on one or both of my other blogs, how about you?)
If you take note, though, of the third item on the list of results, you can access a page of expiring domain names. If we play our cards right, we could become BadGirlsEscort! Thinking about trying to pick up some extra cash? Google ads not quite as lucrtive as you'd hoped? This may be our ticket, Girls! Think about it...
ROFLMSSS!
On a slightly creepier note, we had a visitor from Littleton, Colorado, who came here through my profile. That's where Columbine High School is, where the school massacre was several years ago. Creepy to think about that. Those poor kids. Imagine having to go back to that school, or even to have to attend it now, not even having been there at the time of the shooting.
I posted the last wrap-up about what the BAGs were doing around the globe. I think it's time for someone else to do the web surf and post synopses (for Von's benefit) of what we're all up to rather than just come on here and lambast (for Jess's sake) us all for not posting more. Don't you???
Sorry for the lapse, folks. It didn't seem as if anyone was very interested or had the time to check in here so I kind of stopped stopping by.
I'm alive...if just barely. We're melting here in the Mid-Atlantic, as the Midwest was over the weekend. The weather has only made my holing-up-in-the-fucking-apartment depression worse. I'm thinking about getting in touch with my family doctor and going back on a second anti-depressant. And, this time, I can't blame seasonal affective disorder, just my fucked up self. Oh well.
Basically, I have to get up off my lazy, frightened little girl arse and grow up enough to get out in the fucking real world and meet actual, living, breathing real people in my neighborhood. I know this. I just can't seem to find my way past the demons to do it. Yet. Where isa dragon when you need one???
Sadie is well. Mike and Jen are well, I hope to see them next weekend. Brendan is more adorable than ever!
