I don't get many visitors, a notorious deterrent to consistent updating. And of the ones I do get, even less have come to stay and read.
But fear not, my imagined reader, this is not about to become some boo-hoo-where-are-you-I-quit shit, this is some "how the fuck did these people get here?" shit, brought to you by sitemeter.
1. "nemesis black stone"; Kilkenny, Ireland — I picture a leprechaun, concerned by rumors of an Irish kryptonite. Rest well leprechaun, your concerns are unfounded.
2. "dirty projectors rise above"; various — I get a lot of people from this search, but they're rarely inclined to read the review they're brought to, leading me to believe these people are assholes.
3. "sad beauty.png"; various — Who googles pictures of sad beautiful women and still isn't satisfied by the results some 30 pages in? Has this image satiated their desires?
4. "signs of mammon"; various — A great sum of folk worried their wealthy neighbor may be greed incarnate has greatly inflated my stats. Little do they know my nom de plume is a benign reference to [redacted].
I expected this list to be...longer. But of the 190+ visitors since August, these strings represent approximately 90% of why they came. Hopefully having blogged about them, I will have exorcised them for good.
Showing posts with label assholes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label assholes. Show all posts
Thursday, December 27, 2007
Why They Came
Posted by metaghost at 11:38 PM
Labels: assholes, blogging, Chrono Trigger, leprechuans, redactions, statistics
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