Is 90 Day Jane really going to kill herself in 83 days? Or is she the latest in an ever-lengthening line of Internet Attention Whores—a kind of LonelyGirl15 with a razor poised over her wrist? (See slightly salacious video above of Day 86.)

Allow us to be early in suggesting that 90 Day Jane may be a viral marketing scheme for some amateur auteur's inspiration, that there may be a little evidence to indicate that she's simply a depressed and lonely twenty-something wage slave who finally figured out a way to really get someone to hear her. It's probably secretly sponsored by Zoloft. (Later, we'll also be early in apologizing.)

On Jane's first blog post, the ubiquitous anonymous commenter left a short note stating that Jane wasn't from Hollywood, she was from Louisiana.

The comment pointed anyone who cared to Void, a weblog kept since 2004 by someone calling herself "Jane Q. Doe."

Like 90 Day Jane, Ms. "Doe" is 24. Just like 90 Day Jane, she says her occupation is "drone." Both Janes are dark-haired and well-built. Both Janes seem to have a thing for Fight Club. In her "About Me," 90 Day Jane references the movie in order to explain some of her motivations for suicide: "I mean, as an atheist I feel life has no greater purpose. My generation has had no great depression, no great war ..." Just a few days earlier, Jane Q. Doe wrote about seeing the movie for the first time, saying, "I saw fight club night before last. I was thoroughly amazed. I've avoided that movie since it came out as a 'guy movie' riddled with action, boobies, and guys beating the shit out of other people. Instead I was pleasantly surprised by intellect, insanity, and a HUGE THROBBING COCK."

A trip through Louisiana Jane's Void reveals a young woman who often sounds a great deal like 90 Day Jane, in general. It's easy to believe they are one and the same, but there's no concrete proof. Whether Jane meant for her countdown to suicide to be a really big show or not is moot. People are reading and watching.