So this past weekend I went up to Metavante and had some interviews with the people up there.

If you want to know how it went, why don’t you ask me? ;-)

All in all, I REALLY liked the area up there - MUCH smaller than Chicago, but MUCH bigger than Lincoln, if you catch my drift.

So, I have been having a LOT more people visit this blog: Happy 500th Post and I’m now up to 5,000 visitors as well! I was wondering what was bringing in so many people, and I noticed that a lot of people are getting here by GOOGLING certain phrases or whatnot to get to my blog.

Then, I was curious.

So, I went to McDonalds.

And then I did a Google Search.

Google does this thing called “Page Ranks”, where every website on the internets gets a “rank” as to how high on the Google search page you get whenever you search for something…on Google! (Get me?)

1 Comment // Posted by Jillian at 7:43 pm

Why after so many years has it come to this? Oh, what I have done to forsaken thee?

I have only treated you as if you were made of glass, and with the respect and dignity that you deserved. LIKE YOU WERE MY OWN FLESH AND BLOOD.

Oh, WHY - WHY - When I was just using you like a proper computer, your little paper-thin spacebar came flying off and you rejected me like a bad date.

After carefully extracting the parts that came with the now broken spacebar, I tried to fit you back together, but alas, you test my love for you by denying the spacebar as if it were NEVER a piece of you.

Then I had to find a suitable alternative to myself in order to fix you, and I came across one in the paper. I dropped you off, little laptop, at that place so that he could treat you with the same dignity and respect that I so do. And he’d better, because I ordered the Deluxe Package, which comes complete with WINE AND A PILLOW.

At least, it should.

After being away from you for only 24 hours, I miss you like the Sun misses the sky during nightfall, like the moon…like…like my STOMACH MISSES CHOCOLATE.

And I sit, staring at the blank brick wall in my room, not knowing what else to do with my time. It’s as if the world has been taken away from me, and I have a large gaping hole inside my heart.

It was at that moment that I took out my homework and began to do it.

LOOK AT WHAT YOU HAVE DONE TO ME - I have resorted to HOMEWORK to fulfill my time!

Please, come back to me soon so that I may properly waste time on my own computer.