It's about 3:45am at the moment, and I'm wide-fucking-awake. I'm hooked on this site.

I must say, I simply adore all the comments I'm getting, and the message boards keep proving to me what a fun bunch you all are. Awesome.

Keanu Reeves is depressing.

I wanna have a baby. I mean, I do but I don't. Emotionally I'm ready for it. I'd love to have someone to nurture and care for and love. I'd love to cradle a warm little body in my arms...

It'd be so fulfilling to have a child. I've never really had a family. I've never been loved unconditionally.

It would be so completing to make a child feel the way I never did...and I'd have someone who would love me no matter what. Hell, I certainly don't like my mother, but I love her. She knows it.

ALAS, I have not the financial nor marital status to grant me that which I desire. Quite sad.

I'll make a great wife some day, and an even better mother. I've learned from the mistakes of my own; I could never force a child through the horrid things I had to endure.

Sometimes I think I'll never get married, though. I know I'm young, so I know that I've got a lot of time before I can be labeled a spinster...but do you ever get a gut feeling? Something inside you that leads you to believe nothing but what it whispers? An inkling, I suppose you could call it.

I've had feelings like this before. I'm almost always right.

Until I get a ring on my finger, I'll never believe otherwise. I can't see that happening.

I'm effin' depressed all of a sudden and now it's not all Keanu's fault.

Yay! My journal's up! I don't know how long it'll be before my set is, as well, but this will certainly do for the time being.

I can't wait to check out all the babes!