I google everything. (I love how google is a verb now) A couple weeks ago, I googled how to change a diaper...even "what to do when you can't open a pickle jar". Last year I even googled "What to do when you fall in love with your gaybest friend". I actually got answers that really helped me out! My jar was open, my niece's diapers were changed, and I felt a little less insane about my Fagella ( see Bad Romance )
So the other day, I decided to google myself for the hell of it. First couple links were facebook links, and then I found that a random blogger had quoted me on something that I did in college. Check it out @ http://www.letswowwowwow.com/2010/01/disco-2000.html
It was for our end of the year project, which was to put on a fashion show complete with PR-Sponsors-Etc.. We had set up a class blog, and were to blog about anything that was inspiring us at the moment, in hopes of finding a theme for the show. I was heavy into the Montreal Club Scene. So of course I blogged about the NYC Club Kids of the 90s. They were amazing, still love them..Other than that I really only found out that there is a romance author named Karen Rose, an actress named Karen Gaviola, and a really cool eyewear designer named Karen Rose. Wow, I'm sooo popular and accomplished. Thank God, that was all though.. My dad told me last year, he googled my name with a few co-worers of his. Scary.
Have you ever googled yourself? Find any good dirt?
