Why I Hate Facebook...

I've never had to write "Not Married. No Kids" as many times as I have in the past 2 weeks. It's starting to become humiliating really. Not that there is anything wrong with my life but I really am starting to relate to Bridget Jones more and more with each email I compose. Next thing you know, I'll be sitting alone drunk in my apartment lip syncing to bad love ballads... WAIT! that was LAST night.... Yea, I got nothing. Here's to a good guilt free summer. Let's face it, can't houseboat the same way when your boob is leaking milk.. just ain't right. (offside but meh, my blog).