I can't tell if I'm really really picky or really really easy. I have been looking at friendster and myspace and nerve for the various boys in the suburbs, and I just think uggggh. And then I think of other, uh, groups of people I know and I can easily think of dozens of boys I'd let kiss me. What's wrong with me?

Please, someone marry me, and take me away!

(Oh dear)

And I was going to stay up late to finish a book! Instead I stayed on AIM OOOPS. I hate you insomnia!