This is me, F-R-E-A-K-I-N-G OUT

Ok, so follow this link: it's my myspace friends page.

My myspace friends.

Click on my 'friend' John. (Top row, 3 or 4 over.... dude with a flower).

Read a little.

Then follow this link: watch the video, too.

News Story.

Can I tell you, I came SO close to going out with this guy? Seriously, he bugged me for weeks, and the timing was never right. And if I hadn't met Mike shortly after, I probably would have pursued it. (He is not, however the guy I previously tagged as my stalker, so rest easy about that.)

I feel so freaking lucky right now I can hardly stand it.

How CREEPY is this?

Ugh.

I'm fixing my Myspace profile tomorrow, so it says "In a relationship", and only on for friends, and whatever else I have to say so that random guys stop finding me and thinking they're going to get somewhere.

And I may get rid of all of my 'friends' that I don't actually know in person. Because I am seriously tripping out. You just never know anything about anyone. GEEZ.

Oh, and btw, you can't say anything to my parents, because something tells me they'd s#$% bricks.

So here's what I need you guys to do... my boys, who are more computer savvy than I will ever even pretend to be. I need you to go see what kind of personal information you can find about me, based solely upon my AIM name and my myspace profile. Because this guy has both of these pieces of me. (Not that it's probably a problem right now because he's in jail without bail, but I need to know that there's no way for him to find me anyways.)

I'm gonna go pray for a while and watch tv (not crime shows, though. I may be done with those for a while) until I fall asleep. Because I know that if I just tried to close my eyes, I WOULD NOT stop thinking about this.

Be thankful we're all here today, and tomorrow too.