I joined Google this week, and am busy getting my head round its fractal complexities. Rosie wondered if I was begoogled (somewhere between bedazzled, beguiled and besotted).
Then, naturally, she googled 'begoogled' and found this blogpost, which uses it to mean something else.
Rosie then clicked on Chalicechick's Buy me stuff, I'm cute wishlist link, and, as she scrolled through it, became rather concerned.
What Rosie saw was this list, and as she progressed, she was increasingly worried about how much this random blogger girl had in common with me.
"Glenn Gould? Homeschooling? Ealing comedies? Father Ted? Roger Waters? Groundhog Day? Extreme Programming? Who is this woman?"
"I'd better not tell Kevin about her, he might fancy her more!"
I had used Rosie's Mac to buy something from Amazon, so when Chalicechick bookmarked the link to edit her wishlist instead of the permalink to it, Rosie got mine instead...