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are these what you're looking for?
HAH!
Well, baby, oh baby, poor baby... you are sooo lost. You are in golf echo golf echo, which... in case you still don't get it... spells my name... This is my page, my own corner in cyberland. This is a novice webmaster (ooops, oxymoron) in a rampage. It is the product of a cooky person with time on her hands. It is a receptacle of every cute little thing I can document in html, jpg and gif, all related to... me...myself...my life. So if you are neither friend nor relative, all of these will mean nothing to you. In fact, even to some friends and relatives... surfing here would be a complete waste of time. There is nothing in these pages that will make you think about your reason for existing on earth. Nothing to inspire you to do anything different from what you're already doing now. There are no resources that you can download to make your life more functional. No movie reviews, no celebrity nude pics, no free graphics, no nothing. In fact, it's all pure self-serving drivel.
But it's my drivel.
And I enjoyed collating, writing, scanning, saving, uploading all these drivel to produce my own webpage. Now, in case you're not very busy, in case you're a personal friend who just wants to find a picture of yourself here, in case you're a snoopy, curious person who takes delight in peeking at other people's bags, in case i forced or bribed you to visit my cheesy page, go ahead and roam, feel right at home. And if you get a sudden urge to tell me something nice or not-too-nasty about my page, then please drop by my guestroom or send me a an e-mail. I promise not to write you back and say - "You Too!". If you're a long lost friend of former enemy who want to patch things up with me, you can page me to check if i am on-line.
Or if you're completely unmoved by any of this and would instead like to just get back to ennui.com where you probably came from in the first place, then just go! At least you added one visitor to my counter.
