Hmm...what should I write here? That is the ultimate question of everything and nothing. But when I say "everything" I don't exactly mean it literally...for all you know I could be refering to a bag of slightly stale donuts. Now, on to more important matters, such as the original question. I could continue writing out rather round-about multitudes of pointless phrases, which although enjoyable from the my perspective, it may get a bit dull for all of you readers out there. Instead I'll just get on with the actual point - yes, amazing though it may seem, I am indeed capable of making some sort of coherent sense once in a while.

My name is Molly, and I am 16 years old. I like my big and hulking harris tweed red coat.

In terms of music, I love the Beatles, Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd, Jefferson Airplane, Simon And Garfunkel, The Rolling Stones, Bob Dylan, Cream, Donovan, The Who, Traffic, The Kinks, John Lennon, Steppenwolf, Jefferson Starship, The Animals, and probably other classic rock that I haven't thought of. The list of contemporary music I like is rather on the short side: Kula Shaker, Beck, and Tori Amos. The greatest song of all time, as far as I'm concerned, is tied between Stairway to Heaven and My Lovely Horse.

I like to fiddle around on my bass, draw John Lennon, light incense and listen to records, row, jump on trampulines, run around aimlessly, drink tea, go online now and then, play dungeons and dragons, and laugh (at roadkill, nothing, crosses, patriotism, jumpsuits, dinky cars, George Bush, people when they fall over, "secret page", Adam nailing, and many other things that lots of people don't find particularly amusing).