I should have seen this coming. I walked into the break room and grabbed a Styrofoam cup. It felt light and cheerful in my hand. The pot of coffee was fresh and full, little wispy whirls of steam rising up as if to say "good morning, Candi. It's java time!" I poured the congenial liquid into my cup, grabbed a stirrer and plopped it in the glass. And it sizzled. The little white plastic straw sizzled and slumped against the rim of my cup. Somehow, this did not clue me in. In went the French Vanilla creamer and the half-teaspoon of sugar. I carried my coffee, gingerly, to my desk and waited a few minutes for it to cool down.
If only I'd waited just a little longer...
ANYWAY. Despite the third degree burns on my tongue, I'm in a pretty good mood this morning. I've just discovered that the maximum number of followers a Blogger blog can have is 50,000. That being said, I'd like to set a goal, of sorts. What say you? What's a reasonable number? 10 a month? More? Less?
Let's get the word out, people!
If only I'd waited just a little longer...
ANYWAY. Despite the third degree burns on my tongue, I'm in a pretty good mood this morning. I've just discovered that the maximum number of followers a Blogger blog can have is 50,000. That being said, I'd like to set a goal, of sorts. What say you? What's a reasonable number? 10 a month? More? Less?
Let's get the word out, people!
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