Katie Doyle, Girl About Town

Tuesday, Mar. 18, 2003 - 11:43 p.m.

You people searching for pictures of Amy Poehler freak me out. Why, why, why, why, WHY would you want one?

Sorry - I just really can't stand Amy Poehler.

Bygones.

You people with interest in black mambo snakes make me laugh; I always wonder whether or not you've seen Venom. Have you?

Welcome back, nosy Katie Doyle googlers. I was beginning to feel unloved. I know it's not me you're searching for, but I miss you anyway, when you're not comin' round. I still love the people googling "the Katie way" the best. Is there a pub called the Katie Doyle, as well? And will the person googling Lola and Laci please, please explain why? I'm curious. Unless it's some weird sex thing, in which case please keep it to yourself, and many thanks for that.

21 Laci Peterson sleuths in the last two days.

Welcome again, Sauce readers. And I certainly hope that was CuppaJoe surfin' in, though if not, I hope he's feeling better...I begin to grow somewhat worried, since Tracy has pneumonia or something, and there's that SARS thing going around, and Joey works in a hospital or something. These are things I think about. You know, cause my own world isn't worrisome enough. I like to ice it a little with stuff like that. Mmm, cake.

And all you international types, please note for the record that I am against Bush AND his Iraq obsession.

Step back, Weirdo.
So, I go by the big chain copy store on the way home tonight, and while I'm waiting to pay, the mildly geeky guy in front of me starts sizing me up and asking questions. First thing I notice is that his eyes are really red. Then I think to myself, my, isn't he inquisitive. Then I start to get a little uncomfortable and add a little difference between me and him. By the time he left, I was so creeped out that I checked my backseat repeatedly on the way home, because I have learned thru close personal experience not to ignore the willies when another person gives them to me. On at least two other occassions, they were borne out, and the human being causing them turned around and raped someone else. So believe me, when that feeling of "ew, please get away" kicks in, I follow it and put some serious distance between me and the guy in question. Not that I'm saying the guy was a rapist or anything, just that he was, you know, creepy.

No point to that story, I just felt like sharing that he Really Weirded Me Out.

And in between the last two 'graphs, I took a several hours long break, so it is now very much time for bed. I'm too tired these days to keep my usual hours. All the stress and lack of sleep seem to have caught up with me. I shall endeavor to make with the funny - or at least the mildy amusing tomorrow, 'kay?

Peace out,
Katie

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Probably some local fisherman, out for a pleasure cruise, at night...in eel-infested waters...

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