On the Seventeenth of October… that would be Friday, no? … someone apparently stopped by my website and liked it so much that they viewed 150 pages worth of it.
I didn’t even know I had 150 pages.
Well, okay, if you include the Black Flag and Scent of Spring “rough draft” versions, I have easily triple that, but those are password protected, and remained unseen.
I guess maybe 5 years worth of intermittent online journaling adds up to that much?
Either that, or they got lost and wandered around in circles.
(The websearch engines out there think I have far more than 150 pages, btw, even though they can’t get at Black Flag or Scent of Spring either. They think I have thousands of pages. This is because I have posted dynamically created perpetual calendars for two of my worlds, and their webcrawling spidersbots waste countless hours trying to catalog the entirety of those calendars. Every once in a while I feel somewhat guilty about this, and wonder if I ought to inform all inquiring robots that if they’ve seen one year’s worth they’ve seen all they really need to, but I haven’t got around to it yet, and the poor things are too dumb to figure it out for themselves.)