The basics:
My name is Melanie, I'm 20 years old (bd 05/05/80), I live in Topeka, KS.
I'm 5'5", black hair, brown eyes.
I have three sisters.
I have five dogs, two turtles, some fish, and a stupid cat... somewhere...
I listen to most kinds of music, it all depends on my mood, but my fav is blues.
I have a job, I don't go to school.
I like to read, write, draw, cook, sculpt, play with my critters, play with my truck, party, camp, hike, fish, lift weights, cycle, swim, and eat, eat, EAT!  Mmmm... Food.

About that babbling on the front page...
That was a... poem?... I wrote back in high school, shortly before I dropped out.   I take that poem out every once in a while and read it and I'm amazed at how much is still so true.  Although it may sound like babble, every little bit of nonsense in there means something to me.  Each fragment is about someone who touched my life in some way.  I lost contact with just about everyone for a couple years not long after I quit school, and three years later I'm suddenly bombarded with reunions.  Each person I've re-met is just like he or she was years ago... But so... grown up.

It's scary.  And sad.

Still, I can't wait 'til I'm old and grey and can look back at this point in my life like I'm able to look back on things now.  Man, are my grandchildren gonna love me...