Well; I work in a fancier bar, pouring fancier drinks, but she must make more in her little dive. I think this to myself while also shaking my head remembering that she takes a little extra for herself from every tourist that comes into her place.

Summer gave me the door code and said I should come by a little after 3p so the pool on the roof of her building would be empty since nobody used it after lunch time and we’d have it all to ourselves. I don’t really “Lay out” so an invite to do that at a public pool didn’t really appeal to me. But since she assured me there wouldn’t be a lot of kids running around I gave in.

I didn’t want to use the elevator so I hit the stairs. Only 5 floors I can do it.

(my mind wandered) I mean… Plus… it’s Thursday and I have the day off but so does she; so it’s not like I’ll be headed into watch her at work today (like I did last night). I was worried about going in to see her again, the night after she let me ravage her on the beach. But I would normally have gone to her bar on Wednesday and I didn’t want her to think anything had changed for the worse… Since everything instantly changed for the better. It was cute. When I walked in she smiled as though I was a long lost lover returning from overseas. That alone made me melt.

The staircase was dark. And the vibe didn’t fit the outside of the building. White-ish green light and glossy white wall with open uncured and very stained concrete stairs. Seeing her on her personal time might not have been the best idea.

I got to the matte grey metal door and turned the handle. The metal was warm and it sounded as if it hadn’t been turned in a decade. The door’s hinges creaked and I looked up to inspect them; rusted, naturally. As I pulled the squeal they yelled out increased only as the bottom of the metal door scraped against the concrete. Well I guess everyone will know I’m here.

В свободното си време понякога се занимамвам с електроника или отивам на планина. Там обичам да изкачвам върхове и да отивам на непознати за мен места. така правяоще от малак заедно с роднините ми. Харесвам екскурзиите сред природа и други исторически забележителности.

Обикновено отивам на село през събота или неделя там

Това лято беше едно от най-хубавите ми и изпълнено с много приятни моменти. След края на учебната година най-накрая имах възможност да си почина, да се забавлявам и да прекарвам повече време с приятелите и семейството си. Ваканцията мина много бързо, защото почти всеки ден имах нещо интересно за правене.

Едно от най-хубавите неща през лятото беше, че няколко пъти ходих в Гърция. Всеки път беше различно и много приятно. Харесваше ми да пътувам дотам, да виждам нови места и да прекарвам време край морето. Най-много ми харесваше да бъда на плажа, да плувам в морето и просто да се наслаждавам на хубавото време. Вечер също беше много приятно, защото можехме да се разхождаме и да разглеждаме различни места.

Освен пътуванията до Гърция, през лятото често излизах и с приятелите си. Срещахме се навън, разхождахме се, говорехме си и се забавлявахме. Понякога играехме игри, а друг път просто прекарвахме време заедно. Именно тези обикновени моменти с приятелите ми направиха ваканцията още по-приятна.

Имаше и дни, в които оставах вкъщи и си почивах. Гледах филми, играех игри или просто се наслаждавах на свободното си време. След дългата учебна година беше приятно да нямам домашни и да мога да правя нещата, които ми харесват.

Като цяло, това лято беше изпълнено с много забавления, пътувания и хубави спомени. Най-много ще запомня времето в Гърция и моментите, които прекарах с приятелите си. Радвам се, че имах толкова хубава ваканция и се надявам следващото лято да бъде още по-интересно и незабравимо.

I had been watching her since she walked in. I’d seen her more than a few times before at the little run down bar she works at the down the road in town. But there’s no way she’ll recognize me. I’m a jeans and a T-shirt kind of guy whenever I’m not in this place. Come to think of it. I’ve never seen her like this before either.

I mean, I’d taken notice of her body. she wears short jean shorts and little white t shirts and wife beaters on her shifts. But tonight shes in a little dress that is like two almost see through slices of thin caramel colored fabric held together by three knots of thin down each side. Had I just glanced I would have thought she was stark naked the way her dress blends with her skin tone. Though there isn’t a man on earth that could just glance at her without stopping to take in the entire view.

After what seemed like forever she took the long flat steps up from the front of our expansive restaurant, heading to my bar. Each step revealing a sexy leg pulling and straining against the ties of that dress, just wanting to revel more and more. My thoughts drifting quickly, sprialing down into a darker place of what I would do with this gem if I could have her all to myself for an evening.

“Hell of a view you’ve got here” god damn it her voice was soft and sweet but so full of confidence.

“Me or the water?” I’d replied with all the smooth practice of someone who’s been the hunting trophy of more than a few packs of single and sometimes married ladies on vacation.

“yeah fuck the moon, I was talking about you” she smiled slightly and ripped her eye contact away from mine and asked me for a martini. “easy. Not fussy about the booze, but definitely gin”

I turned around to grab a shaker tin and appreciated the good fortune I had to be a bartender in such an amazing spot. Out behind my bar was an expanse of black sand beach, held private for the use of the guests of my hotel. But nobody used it at night and tonight the full moon was just beginning to settle down from it’s zenith and provide a breathtaking backdrop for the rest of my night.

Ghost in the shell

How Agencies Should Log Indexing Experiments in Client Spreadsheets

Indexing work becomes difficult to explain when an agency’s spreadsheet records only a URL and a green “submitted” label. A client cannot tell whether the page was ready, what the team changed, which search engine was tested, or whether a later observation actually says anything about indexing.

A better spreadsheet treats every indexing request as an experiment with a defined input, a controlled action, and an observation that may remain inconclusive. That structure gives account managers something accurate to report without turning a search engine’s decision into a promise.

START WITH AN EXPERIMENT ID, NOT A STATUS COLOR

Give each row a durable experiment ID, such as ACME-2026-0916-014. Keep it separate from the URL because one URL may be tested again after a technical change. Record the client, site, owner, request date, and a short hypothesis: after the canonical and internal-link fixes, this product page should be easier for crawlers to discover. A hypothesis makes the row useful even when the outcome is not observed. It also discourages retroactively rewriting history to make a campaign look successful.

USE COLUMNS THAT SEPARATE INPUTS, ACTIONS, AND OBSERVATIONS

A practical agency sheet can use these groups of columns.

Identity and scope: experiment ID; client and site; submitted URL and final URL after redirects; page type; search engine scope; request owner.

Readiness inputs: canonical result; HTTP response and accessibility; robots directives; sitemap presence; internal-link evidence; duplicate, thin-page, or soft-404 check; readiness decision (ready, blocked, or unknown); remediation owner and due date.

Action record: hypothesis; change made before the attempt; queue or priority; attempt timestamp; request ID or receipt; tool used; evidence URL or screenshot reference.

Honestly, I never thought it would be this hard. Books described it as terrifying, movies as the “Worst years of my life”. Could it really be that bad?

Shocker. It was.

It was a whole whirlwind of losing friends, slipping away from everything. Keep reading for more.