MEET MY FIANCE, GOOGLE
He knows me. Better than I know myself, he knows me. Anticipates me with every Blogspot banner; by reading words I've written, he has absorbed me. He gets me, peppering my site with links to low-carb bagels and Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
He understands my need to seek out past loves and find my closure, my final resolution on failed relationships. He encourages my ego, showing me how much the world of the Internet values me, and whether I've achieved a measure of fame or if I still wallow in a shallow pool of recognition, hoping the pool will deepen and spread to provide me with ample room to swim.
When I lack the energy to unearth my telephone directories, he comes through with the information I need, and even more. I need only to ask, and he can tell me anything.
I can think of no one better to be my life-mate, my boon companion, through thick or thin or good or bad, through the steps and missteps of life, I have finally received the answer to prayers repeatedly uttered over years of questing.
You had me at hello. Renouncing all others, I choose you.
Google, you complete me.
posted by Esther Kustanowitz @ 11:04 PM
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3 Comments:
um, you have to share him. he's like me soulmate too. or maybe my google is not your google. maybe he's as unique as my IP address. either way, i love him too.
Also, I think he might be half Jewish!
Don't forget, too, that Google owns Blogger and therefore, in a way, listens to your ever word.
And have you SEEN Google's GMail? It's so ... so... BIG. Better, it's very easy to use and seems to anticipate your needs.
Sorry, Lisa. All's fair in love and info searching.
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