here at FabulouslyThin and woefully predictably the number of viewers seems to be on the increase again. Yesterday was the best Friday I've had since the spectre of death floated most visibly above me - way back when.
The strange thing is that the viewers aren't coming in via search engines tagged with searches such as "Lindsay Lohan does coke off Britney's shine pate" but rather are old friends, coming back in search of emotional rawness and settling for physical vulnerability instead (or something)
It's also entire probable that the numbers bump is nothing mroe than a bump and that the yards of naked flesh no on display here have nothing to do with any increase in traffic. Let's face it statistically I'm more likely to pull in people with fetishes for typos than to pull in errant teabaggers in search of new helicoptering techniques.
All of that said I'm meeting my favorite people for brunch today, have an appointment with the gym and have the final touches to put to a presentation. Time to get this ass into gear.
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