First of all, here's a link to that site that generates the Scrabble score of your name. As a reminder, my score for "Queen of West Procrastination" was 45. And I got the link via The Little Professor. There. Now I it's not entirely gone from my blog, but isn't messing up the format. It's been really emotional for me, folks. (Ky understands me.)
I've been reading through my Sitemeter stats a bunch more, and the Google search terms that find me have gotten funnier. So many people find me, looking for stalker songs! Huzzah! So many soulmates! (Or people to fear: you take your pick.)
Other terms: "canadian tire radiator coolant" Oh, I hope you didn't think I'd have some advice about your car. Just look what happened to mine, when I thought it was the coolant that was the problem. Car advice from the Queen of WP: you, too, can have your car stranded in Swift Current.
"glasses blind without my glasses" I'm not sure what one would find on the internet about this. Yes, you are blind without your glasses. I am, too. Good thing you researched it. (Or are they saying that their glasses are blind without glasses? Woah.)
"Queen Cliopatra" ... "Songs about Cliopatra, Joan of Archm and Afferdity" These make my brain hurt. "Afferdity" threw me for a loop, until I realised this person meant "Aphrodite." Wow, apparently many people mis-spell "Cleopatra," leading them to people who are punning on the name "Clio," the muse of history. Perhaps this mistake will lead them to read important historical blogging, leading them to become further educated, leading them to understand how to spell the names of important historical/mythical figures, not to mention to realise that there is less than no connection between Joan of Arc (or Archm) and Aphrodite.
And my favourite:
"summertime swelling ankles" Have I complained about my cankles enough that Google is now referring anyone with large ankles to me? Awesome.
On another Sitemeter-related note: I've noticed that I have a regular reader from the Moose Jaw School Division. That's really cool, especially because I don't actually know anyone from that School Division (at least, I don't think I do), even though it's only 45 minutes away from me. For the longest time, I somehow assumed it was Chris, but that's silly. And so: pleased to meet you, neighbour. (Well, in Saskatchewan terms.)
I am wearing: yellow pyjamas (capri-style pants, button-up shirt). It's 9am on a toddler-free day. Of course I'm in my pyjamas!
Accomplishments of the day: I left a message on my nurse's voicemail, watched the newest Sloan video (as e-mailed to me by my sister) and blogged. Update: okay, now the nurse has phoned, and so I've booked an allergy shot for this morning.
To do, today: bus to Swift Current, pay for car repairs, meet Chris at the mall, drive home as a convoy (my dad suggested I do this, in case there is something else wrong with my car). Then, I have a couple of hours until my friends' housewarming party. (By the way: why do I feel way too young to have friends who own a house?)
Highlight of yesterday: well, I received a few pieces of happy news that I can't share yet, but also my friend Matt came over in the afternoon, while WG was napping, and we hung out and talked. Then, after WG woke up, the three of us had a fun afternoon of playing! WG loves making new friends.
Favourite word of the day: "blogosphere."
Emotion of the moment: I am thankful.