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I love my gmail. I've had it since back in the day when people were forking out over 100 bucks on Ebay for one. There are those privacy rights advocates and conspiracy theorists who find the scanning of the text of emails a human rights violation. There are even people who refuse to email me at my gmail account. I find it all humorous. I'm always curious to see which ads appear on the sidebar and how relevant they might or might not be. So the other day when reading the latest email in the thread from the dear one I glanced at the sidebar and found the following ads (see image).
Is He/She The One? I'm not sure if I'm ready to ask this question yet. In fact, when I read that I nearly fell over. I mean, should I be asking myself that question so early on, and do I want to hear the answer? What if the answer's not favorable? Maybe I need to know. What if he is the one but I am not the one? Ahhhh!
Romance: How To Become Romantic? Who the hell do they think they are? I can be romantic, really. I am all romance all the time and I resent their accusation that I may be lacking in that area. Why just the other day I thought about making the dear one a mixed CD. I didn't do it but it's the thought that counts, right? Oh my god, maybe I'm not romantic. Maybe I've been deluding myself all this time. I'm calling the specialists right now.
Back & Neck Pain Products: pain in the neck, me? CLICK
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I don’t buy into all that conspiracy crap about gmail. No one cares what you write in your emails except the FBI. Although, I was supposed to tell you that the gmail people called and said the black sock you’re looking for is under the pillow and that shade of lipstick isn’t right for your skin color.
There is definatley nothing to be scared about with GMail. Heck, the government has “black boxes” installed at many ISPs that track everything we all do on the internet.
This means something.
well, i just remembered how fun this was and went back and looked at some of mine. one email in which i discussed a trip to Germany to see a friend presented the following ads: Cat Power free poster, Scary ghost footage, & Floor covering.
clearly some shit is about to go down.
My best set of google ads came when my friend in New York sent me photos of his baby boy on a swing in Riverside Park. I got all these ads for SWINGER GROUPS here in the Los Angeles area.
Now the latest email from him has only ads about Chronic Pain…what the…? Help!