I don't want anybody else, when I think about you I google myself...o o o...

I'm Baaaaaaaa-aaaaaaaaack!

Yep, that's right. I'm working full time, doing my internship, studying like a mo for my crazy huge Master's comprehensive exam, taking a class that I don't need, trying to graduate, going to physical therapy for a badly sprained ankle, and taking tylenol pm every night to get to sleep, but I'm back.

So, tonight I want to talk about googling people who's chili you are diggin'. Several years ago, I shamefully admitted to one of my closest girlfriends that I googled the guy that I liked, and she thought I was a freak. Nowadays, who doesn't google their latest crush? I mean, come on people - give it up. That guy you like? Don't lie to me and tell me you don't know where he went to high school, what clubs he was in in college, and where he works. Don't tell me that, if you are REALLY crushing on the guy, you don't click through at least 12 images pages to see if you can find any pics of him.

Ok, so maybe it's not THAT bad, but cyber-spying has become a very acceptable practice these days, and can be very useful. For example, if I look at the guy's MySpace page, and he's got Marilyn Manson or Michael W. Smith playing on his homepage, it might be a good indication that he is a blood-drinking freak or, even worse, painfully cheesy. I mean, hello! Wouldn't you want to know if the guy you were excited about's favorite author was Creflo Dollar? Ding, dong.

This brings me to my point. I swore on my dad's duck decoys last year that I would never blog about specific guys and I am NOT, but from time to time I become interested in someone that I barely know. So of course, I google him. But then, I think to myself, "What if someone googles me? What would they find?" So, I googled myself (not the first time, shamefully). But this time around, google has gotten smarter - before, there was a Leslie Street in T___ town (don't want to use actual last name for fear of googling) somewhere in Ontario and my google identity was mainly wrapped up in a bunch of advertisements for Canadian businesses. No more, friends! Not only that, but it's so cool - I get to read about other people named Leslie T____. According to a cheesy website I stumbled on, there are only 11 of us out there. Here are some examples:

Leslie T____, Nurse at a hospital in Missouri who won a shooting star award:
“Leslie is not only a wonderful nurse, but a great example of how a Boone employee should be. She is dedicated to providing excellent patient care and being a team player on her floor. She is always willing to help out with a smile. She does it the “Boone Way” in everything she does.”

Boo-yeah! We are awesome. Here's another one:

From NYC, P.S. 279, Rosalie Azzopardi, Teacher - Grade 3
This month‚our Random Act of Kindness award goes to Leslie T___ of class 3-204. Since September Leslie has shown good citizenship by cleaning up the lunchroom table after his class is done eating. Leslie has never been asked to do this; he has just taken on the responsibility so that the next class will have a clean table.

BAM! Takin' charge. I'm feelin the love....

So, what does your google search say?