To find my blog, someone had typed into Google "What's wrong with Sarah Miller?"
Who Googled this?
Did you Google this??
Why would you ask Google?!
Was this really the fastest way to my blog?
I would like to think that the actual scenario leading to this Google query went like this:
A fourteen year old boy (let's call him Billy) turns up to school on a Monday morning to find his girlfriend, also named Sarah Miller, had decided that she'd rather just be friends. So Billy, after spending the remainder of his day wondering what was going on, as well as questioning Sarah's friends, who claim to know nothing, returns home and seeks answers from Google.
Did you find the answer here, Billy?
Did you find anything here, Billy?
While you're here, I'll let you know that I'm making yet another blog.
Don't fret, this one will still be my favorite child, it will just have a younger sibling.
The blog I'm working on will be a collection of short comics based on the unusual banter between David and myself.
My original idea was to just post them here, but I then decided that they really deserve their own space.
I'll let you know when it's up but I probably wont post the updates on facebook. You'll have to check back on your own accord.
Whelp, that's enough rant for one evening.
1 comment:
It was me. I wanted to know why you weren't at NYE!
Jk. Funny story, though.
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