I need to tell you about the angel of Google who is always searching for Mike Schuplin on Google. I have developed an interesting relationship (in my head) with this mystery person. I want them to tell me how their day is. I look forward to their daily visit(s). I feel like I have known this person my whole life. Who are you angel of Google?
Angel of Google, guide and guardian,
Grant to me your glory.
Angel of Google, hide no longer.
Come to me, strange Angel.
Dear person searching for Mike Schuplin on Google,
Certain things drive me crazy like: not grouping all of the empty hangers together, not putting the pans back in an organized fashion, putting the toilet paper on so it comes out under, and surprises. I wouldn’t say that classifies me as full OCD, just specific about certain things? Whatever justification makes me feel better about my many quirks.
I promise I don’t check the panty color of each person that visits Horrible Housewife. I only check out people searching for Mike Schuplin on Google not once, not twice, but multiple times. It’s driving me crazy! You might be wondering how I know my angel of Google is searching for Mike Schuplin; Google Analytics is my secret weapon!
See what I am talking about? I love, love, love that this person comes back for more! It’s just… I am terribly confused as to why they are searching for Mike Schuplin on Google and not using a bookmark to come directly to the site. I really shouldn’t care so much, but I am BEYOND curious to learn who my angel of Google is!
What is your name? Do I know you? I’m dying over here!
Thank you for looooooving me long time! Thank you for visiting 15 times since 12/28/12! I have one favor to ask of you. Can you put me out of my misery and let me know who you are? This is torture! I NEED to who you are! I’m begging you!