Friendster Mania

I've been exchanging SMS with Mark, this guy from Friendster. He lives in Hobart and is planning to come up here in June so we can get a cup of coffee. I'm not keen or anything but it's fun sending him messages that he doesn't totally get. I'm beginning to like messing with his head. When asked if the baby in my pic is mine, I so wanted to say yes, but I can't lie. I don't like fibs. At least not anymore.

Then another message appeared. This time from a guy named Conrad. I'm beginning to NOT like Friendster. For some reason, all these Aussie guys who are in Friendster managed to come across my page. I never had that before. It got me thinking.

Have a lecture in fifteen minutes. And the library closes in ten so I better go.

I just have to say, PDL is a good read.

One day at a time. I'm becoming a good person one day at a time. One day at a time.