A typical weekend might find me waking up to my cell phone alarm at about 9 a.m. I get up, eat breakfast and then land right back in bed, pulling my laptop up after me. First things first, I have to open iTunes and select which mix I want to listen to. When that's done, I can settle in to check my e-mail (sometimes up to five, six, seven times a day!). Then I'm off to the various other websites that I absolutely must check daily (such as Myspace, Cosplay.com, eBay, etc.). The whole process can easily eat up hours at a time if I let it. It's very easy to lose track of time when online.

Rumor has it that my generation was born knowing how to use basic technology. I seriously doubt this, however, one of my earliest memories is of being on a computer. I was home sick surfing the AOL Kids Only section in my pajamas. So as unserious as that rumor is, it has its implications.

We are a wired generation. Who needs social skills when you have tech skills?

Let's all recall the first paragraph of the 'West Seattle Police' section by Megan Sheppard in last week's West Seattle Herald. As Sheppard phrased it, "local elementary school children decided to flirt, 21st-century style." As pigtail pulling is apparently now pass