Stop looking at me, swan

Gmail is going through my personal things.

My friend Kelli -- you might know her from the comments on this blog -- and I have had a three-email conversation about pool tables and foosball tables.

And when I go back and look at them, the advertisements on the side of the screen are all about parlor table games.

Also, I noticed awhile back that when I sent another friend my address, Gmail translated the abbreviation "Apt." and gives me links to a bunch of online apartment hunting sites.

What do you want from me, Gmail?! Why are you watching me?!