Ok. I'm in the middle of a huge dilemma right now. Alex told me at lunch that he's been going out with Sam for six months (it's actually five months) and that nothing has happened and he wants to break up with her. I tried talking him out of it, but than he said he was going to break up with her for me. I hope he's not serious because I don't like him like that. At all. I tried talking to Sam about maybe her making a move. They both want to, just neither of them have the balls. I was teasing Sam by telling her to just go up to him and give him a big smoochie. She just smiled. She would never. She's too shy to make the first move. If I were her and I felt the way she does about my boyfriend . . . if there was nothing going on, I'd make something go on!!! Ya know? This is me we're talking about. Nikki knows nothing about my limits. She calls me Queen of Prude Island. Yeah right! Just with Chris. He is so annoying! And Clingy! And sadly, I was never attracted to him in the first place. He was just the first guy to come along after a long dry spot. It's sad. I know. I like someone completely new now. I think Mary likes him too. But I don't care. I would kill her for this one. (metaphorically speaking of course). We're actually writing a book that we're going to print and hand out to all our guy friends. It's stuff that girls want guys to know, but they're never paying enough attention to figure out. There's this one section we're putting in that's called "25 Things Girls Love About Guys". My favorite two go like this: 17. How they can always reach the top shelf and open that jar. 18. Their face when they can't open the jar and have to get you to. It's gonna turn out great. It's so funny. We had Alex read it today along with my current "heart throb". Anyway, back to the big dilemma. I don't know what to do. I've already told him that I wouldn't go out with him if he broke up with Sam. I think he's serious about liking me though. He's been hitting on me for the past week. It's really getting to Sam. I have to get them lovey-dovey and makey-outey. Partly for my sake, but even if I wasn't part of it, I'd want to do something. Maybe I'll figure things out. G2G. Byes.