Below are the 15 most recent journal entries recorded in livemusicjunkie's LiveJournal:

Wednesday, February 1st, 2006
7:55 am	Friends and dating in your thirties... It's funny how people work - or at least the people I encounter. It seems the older I get, the more difficult it is to retain people in my life. I’m thinking this is the opposite of how it should be. I mean, when you're "growing up" of course you change, people change, people move, schools change - there are a variety of reasons why "friends" come and go throughout those years of your life. Then, in my twenties I was really learning about what truly matters and becoming the woman that I am today. All of things make perfect sense why people come in and out of your life. Now, at 34, I believe I'm the best I've ever been. I mean, sure I have all sorts of life's curveballs thrown at me that I have to deal with, but I'm pretty secure, dependable, loyal, honest, fun-loving, and have a pretty decent job. All of the things that have held me back in the past from doing things are pretty much changed - yet, I find it increasingly difficult to surround myself with good people - real people - people I want to call "friend". Sure I have tons and tons of acquaintances and if you go by my Myspace page, I think there’s about 170 people as "friends". Of course this isn't really the case as a lot of those are bands, clubs, or mere acquaintances. Only a few are people I actually spend time with consistently - and out of those only two or three of whom I would hold in confidence. When it comes to doing things, though, most of my real friends are in relationships - be it dating or marriage, they have someone they need to spend the better part of their weekends with (and rightfully so). Me on the other hand, I can't seem to find a consistent relationship or friend who meets that need. I've been single for 4 1/2 years now and in that time I've had countless guys/dates/whatever and not one has been of any real significance (not that I didn't try - there were a couple during that time who I tried to make something work out of nothing). I've given up trying that. The worst part of this, for me, is that there are things I'd like to do like travel, the theatre, a movie, or even dinner at a certain restaurant that I can't do simply because I don't have someone to do these things with (again, back in my twenties it would've been much less of a problem finding someone for these things as I spent most of my twenties in a relationship and there were a lot more single friends - yet that's when money was a factor). It's just so strange...I've never thought age really mattered for the important things, but it turns out that I guess it does. Current Mood: contemplative (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, December 20th, 2005
2:52 pm	My update... ...okay, so I haven't updated in forever. Mostly because it seemed as if I was only posting about bad things that happen. So, in summary, after another car accident; having things stolen by the "repair men"; my apartment not being fully repaired; my best friend's doggie (who I loved like he was my own) dying; my kitchen faucet flying off and spraying water everywhere; I’m finally getting settled back into my apartment. Oh and I gave my beagle to my dad – so it’s just me and my dog, Flex. Anyway, yesterday I started a new job. I’m quite excited about it, too. It’s more money, better benefits, I don’t have to pay for parking, they pay more into my retirement, and best of all there’s a lot of room for advancement here (unlike my last company). I was at my last job for 3 ½ years and, while that’s not necessarily a long time, I just felt I would never move past the “level” I was at. So, I’m excited at the opportunities that I hope to have at this new company. Last weekend was my nephew’s baptism. It was nice to see the family. My sister-in-law’s mother, grandmother, and brother flew here for the occasion (her dad couldn’t make it, but will be here for Christmas). My nephew is 9 months old and is so cute. He has the best smile – he makes me smile just looking at him. I’m also looking forward to Christmas this year. Last year I wasn’t. It’s going to be exciting having so many people to celebrate Christmas with. Plus, I took the week off (we’re already off for three of the days, so I’m really only taking off two days) between Christmas and New Year’s. I’m spending that time with my niece and nephew (the 6 year-old, not the 9 month-old). I’m going to take them to Disney’s Finding Nemo on Ice, Legoland, and to see Narnia. That Friday we’re all going to Sea World for my niece’s 8th birthday (her birthday is actually New Year’s Eve). I’m really looking forward to the upcoming year and hoping things will, at least, be better than this past year. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, September 26th, 2005
10:49 am	Pictures from the night of the fire Here are some pictures I took before they kicked us out of the building: (this is the hallway) (This is the air conditioner, which was going into my apartment) (my door) (a close-up of the hallway) (the indside of my door - directly above the door you can see where the flames made their way into my apartment) And these are pictures of my bedroom (with my new furniture) that I miss sooooo much!!! (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, August 20th, 2005
3:29 am	latest and not so greatest So I haven't posted in my own journal in forever...that's mainly because I always mess up and somehow end up losing all that I type. Anyway, I'm sitting here in a smoky, smelly apartment...and I WISH I could say it was because I burned dinner. Alas, that is not the case. Four weeks ago I was happy to move to my new home in the ghetto. I didn't care that it was too much money for a small apartment in the ghetto of Santa Ana, California. All I've cared about over these past few weeks is A) being back in my own place; B) NOT having a hellish commute to work; and C) decorating my new ghetto fabulous apartment. My dogs and I have been so happy. Each day I've done something a little new. Right after I moved in, I went out and bought ALL new furniture. I've never done that before. Two weeks later, it arrived. And I smiled. I felt grown. I felt happy. I was scheduled to share that happiness with my friends tomorrow - in that I was going to have a BBQ housewarming party. I took today off (um, er, I guess that would technically be yesterday - I took yesterday, Friday off). I did a few things around the house. And I needed to do the grocery shopping for tomorrow (today). After a comedy of errors, I finally ended up making it to SAMS Club. I returned home to fire trucks...lots and lots of fire trucks. Now before anyone gets too alarmed, my apartment didn't burn down. However, my next door neighbor's did. And when I say neighbor, I don't mean across the street, different complex neighbor. I mean the neighbor with whom I share a wall with. So another neighbor briefs me on what happened (there was smoke, he kicked in the door, ended up calling 9-1-1, blah, blah, blah)...the neighbor whose home it was (Karen) was not home. My first thought...her dogs...she has five dogs...where are her dogs...did anyone get the dogs??? A while later I found Karen there...sitting in the courtyard....crying...apologizing to me...feeling horrible...being miserable. I didn't know what to say. It was horrible. It's an even longer story than I'm already writing, but she's a very sad lady. Her husband died a couple of years ago...quite recently her favorite doggie was badly injured. Now this. And, sadly, two of her dogs didn't make it out. Her favorite, Kiki, was one of them. I cried with her (at the same time feeling guilty for being so incredibly grateful that for some strange reason I had taken my dogs with me to the store). After almost five hours of standing around, wondering what was going on, we were allowed to return to our homes. They didn't want us to stay, but most of us insisted because we didn't want to leave all of our belongings when most of us don't have doors (they were kicked in by the fire dept). So we return...we assess...we regroup...I had the only "real" damage. Mine was the only door not able to close...heck, my door wasn't even attached to anything...in fact, part of my door-frame was ripped off. Also, in the process of kicking in my door, they shattered my brand new, not even two-week old dining room table and messed up one of the chairs. I cried. Again, feeling guilty because I know it's a million times worse for Karen right now. But I still can't help but be upset and frustrated and so incredibly over such crappiness that goes on with me. Not even two weeks old and it's literally destroyed. Much like the time (only 8 months ago) when my car was only about two weeks old (after having to buy a brand new car because of totaling mine in an accident) has a rock hit it and puts a huge crack in it. So I'm sitting here in my smelly, a little less smoky apartment...with no door...no dining room table...TONS of food for a BBQ that isn't going to take place. I wait while the workers decide whose door to direct their attention to first (um, hello...here...only one here with NO door attached to ANYthing...and ONLY PERSON here ALONE). **sigh** Updated to add: we still don't know what's happening with the apartment. We (the doggies and I) have been living in an empty apartment in another building, which may sound all well and good, but not when you don't have anything. What we have: a refrigerator, my top mattress, patio chairs, and doggie toys (and, of course, some clothes so I can go to work). Current Mood: depressed (8 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, March 24th, 2005
10:08 am	Motley Crue...a new nephew...a whirlwind couple of days So I planned on spending the weekend in Vegas and returning Monday...instead we had a whirlwhind, 24-hour turnaround day. We left at 8am and were home by 9am the next morning. The show was incredible! I must admit to being a little surprised. I mean, I knew I'd have a good time, but I was surprised and happy at the same time to see how great they all looked and sounded. Here's a pre-show pic of my friend and me: I returned to my best friend's house on Monday and passed out! I woke up to about five messages telling me that my sister-in-law went into labor. She was originally due the 28th, but a week early isn't a big deal. As it turned out, though, after all day everything being fine - they ended up doing an emergency C-section because my nephew was showing signs of trauma. In fact, he wasn't breathing for a full FOUR minutes when he was first born! All is well, though. Both he and my sister-in-law are now fine. Luckily the "scary part" was brief (well, to all of us - I'm sure not so "brief" to my brother and his wife). Bummer part was, I drove all the way down there Monday night and they wouldn't even let me see them. I had to return on Tuesday. Here I am holding my newest nephew, Ryland James: Here is my niece holding her new baby cousin (she was QUITE excited for him to be born): Current Mood: excited (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, March 15th, 2005
1:42 pm	Life on the train... I live almost 80 miles from work, so I try to take the train as often as possible - ya know, save money, wear and tear on the car, get some sleep, those kind of reasons. I definitely DON'T take the train because of the company I keep. I usually get the old, creepy guys that seek me out and sit next to me. There can be twenty empty seats, but they'll come sit next to me. Well, after yesterday, I guess I won't be complaining about creepy old men anymore. I board the train, find my little spot next to a window, plug into my iPod and start reading my magazine, as per my usual routine (this is the going home routine...the morning routine is simply to PASS out the second my butt hits the seat. heh) Okay, so a couple stops into the trip yesterday someone comes and sits next to me. A lady. She sits down and gets out her own reading material or whatever it is she was doing. It may have been work. I dunno. I was in my iPod, reading "Elle" magazine world. After, I don't know, about twenty minutes or so, I notice that she's holding up a piece of paper she just wrote on. I didn't really pay attention, but then I felt her staring at me, so I kind of looked at her, noticed she glared at me and then at the paper, so I looked at the paper, and I swear on all that is holy, this is what she wrote: "DON'T MAKE ME KICK YOUR ASS FOR FLIPPING THE PAGES LIKE THAT". WTF??? Is she kidding me? What are we, 15? OMG. I was so shocked, I actually had to refrain from laughing. I pulled out one of my earphones and said: "excuse me? is my page turning too loud?" She said: "yes". I was like, okay. I said: "sorry. no need to get upset. I'm just flipping through trying to find an article - listening to my music, I can't tell that I'm turning pages loudly.". She says: "well, I just want to be sure". Oh. My. Goodness. I swear. I don't get it. How does one function in their everyday life if they can't sit next to someone on a train, who's innocently reading a magazine, and not try to cause some sort of trouble. I mean, it isn't as if she said: "excuse me, but could you please not turn the pages like that" - or SOMEthing to that affect. I mean, honestly, did she have to go straight to the "ass kicking". hehehehe Funny thing is, I never felt "threatened", but I sure was annoyed the rest of the way home. Oh and, of course, she got off at my stop. So I had to spend another hour riding next to her....flipping my pages quietly, of course. Of course, then I get home and tell my dad and he's all upset that I didn't report her. Whatever. Life on the train. It takes all kinds. Current Mood: bouncy (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, March 9th, 2005
3:12 pm	Online dating, good or bad? Many months ago my best friend convinced me I should try the whole "online dating" thing. I resisted at first, but then he convinced me that it really wasn't anymore random than meeting someone at a bar (although now I'd tend to KNOW that I'm right in disagreeing with that statement). Anyway, I finally posted a very brief bio of myself and what I'm looking for and e-mails started....and the weirdos came (boy did they come). I mean, honestly, how can someone declare that we are a "must be" and immediately provide private info such as phone numbers and such??? Well, this went on for some time before I actually exchanged e-mails with someone. Actually, I believe I've only actually exchanged more than one e-mail with all of three different people - and only one that continued on to several e-mails, then phone calls, and finally (after FOUR months) a "date". I put date in quotes because I'm not quite certain it was an exact date, but for lack of a better word that's what we'll call it. Like I said, we've been exchanging e-mails and talking on the phone for several months, so I think we both felt as if this wasn't a "blind date" - I dunno. So, he met me in the courtyard of where I work and we had lunch and talked and laughed. It was very nice and pleasant and all. He called me shortly after to confirm that there was an actual interest and I said that there is. My thing now is that I need to see a more sensitive side to him and I'm not sure it exists. I can't seem to express what I mean when I'm talking with him, but it's just that he's always so funny and witty and everything....but I'm not sure he's going to be good for someone like me. What I mean by that is that I'm an extremely emotional, sensitive person....so I need someone who can understand that part of me and even embrace it. I decided today (well, really over the course of last night and my inability to sleep because I'm over-analyzing the "date") that I now know why I'm always drawn to musicians. It's the whole "artsy" side of them; which, I believe, automatically comes along with a more sensitive, romantic side. Not saying that this guy doesn't have that; just saying that I haven't seen it. Again, I realize we've only met once, but I almost think that something about it would've come up in our NUMEROUS conversations. We'll see. I'm trying to remain optimistic. Although, the other difficulty is that he lives 5 hours away. Current Mood: optimistic (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, March 8th, 2005
7:33 am	I'm not sure how to feel I was with my ex for almost five years - we've been broken up for 3 1/2 years now, but we've remained friends. We talk/catch up periodically. He loves my whole family. Even has surfed and worked with my brother (a fellow attorney). So I called him about a week and a half ago for his birthday. Long story short, I found out that he sold his law practice and moved to Mexico. It's so strange. Even my brother thought so when I talked with him about it. I know we've been apart for quite some time and I would've never gotten back together with him, but I'm still sad and I miss him. Like I said, I found this out a week and a half ago and it's still troubling me. I know it's none of my business, but I can't help but to be worried for him. It's just so simply strange. I hope all turns out to be will with and for him. Current Mood: missing someone (Comment on this)
Monday, March 7th, 2005
8:21 am	I have a dent on my forehead! I just went to the ladies' room and noticed that I have a dent in the middle of my forehead...and it's not little, either. It's the entire length of my forehead. I look deformed right now. It's kind of amusing...but only because I'm at work and I don't really care about these people. I took the train in this morning - it was the 4:55am train, so I passed out the second I sat down and didn't wake up until we were in LA and my train was practically empty (which means we must've been there for several minutes). I must have slept on the edge of the window - that's the only way I can figure as to how this happened - the only thing is, that was almost two hours ago. heh I wonder how long I'll be walking around like this. I had a nice weekend. Went dancing on Friday, saw friends, had a great time. Saturday I went to the eye doctor and spent too much damn money!!! I spent almost $800 for glasses and contacts. WTF? It's funny, though, my brother said the EXACT thing I did. When I told him how much I spent, he said: "shit for a few hundred dollars more, you could've had that laser surgery and been fixed forever instead of having to get new glasses and contacts in a year." Boy don't I know it! Oh well...price you pay for being almost blind, I suppose. Anyway, I guess the balance of that was that I went shopping afterwards (like that, I spend too much money at the doctor's office and then I soothe myself by spending more money at the mall???) hehehe Actually, I didn't, though. That was the beauty of it. For Christmas I received some gift certificates from the people at work, which I hadn't spent. I went to Robinson's May and they were having this HUGE sale. I was able to buy 3 pairs of shoes and a pair of boots for $60!!! I was thinking: this is a steal...I just know they're going to arrest me when I leave. :-) Later, I went to dinner and a movie with a long-time, dear friend. He and I have known each other for well over 10 years now. Funny thing is, we always seem to go like 6 or more w/out seeing each other, but every time we do it's almost as if no time has past. I mean in the sense that we just seem to know each other and feel so comfortable around each other - we just play "catch up" in terms what has happened. I'm quite proud of him as well...he's a high school History teacher (btw, a pretty hot one, I must add....I wish I had a teacher like him when I was in school) and he's quite highly regarded - which is just too awesome. He's just the sweetest guy and I'm so happy for him. BTW, any of you girls needing to meet a sweet, together guy...he's 34, single, and one of the best guys I know. :-) Sunday I spent with my family. My niece had been calling me all last week for me to spend the weekend with her. I couldn't spend the entire weekend with her because of other plans, but I promised to spend Sunday with her (to which she promptly replied: "that isn't very much time" - she's quite demanding this little 7 year old, but I love her to pieces). We saw "The Pacifier" - cute movie.....plus, there's Vin Diesel shirtless....so there's that. YUM!!!! Current Mood: bouncy (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, March 2nd, 2005
8:21 am	trying to stay positive In the craziness that has been my life these past few months, I'm now trying really, REALLY hard to stay positive and to not let things get me down too much. It's been working thus far, then again I've actually had some fun "distractions" in the meantime, so we'll see. Saw my friends play on Friday - I don't think I've seen that particular band in over a year, so that was nice. Saw Duran Duran at Staples on Saturday - incredible seats...incredible show. Monday I went to the Jimmy Kimmel taping to see Duran Duran. Met a cute little Aussie boy while we were in line. He ended up coming in with us because my friend Gilby had an extra ticket. Afterwards, his "mate" joined us and we all headed over to one of my favorite LA eateries - Bossa Nova. Then over to Roxy to see Metal Skool. You just can't go wrong with those guys. The Aussie's had a BLAST. I'm betting it will be their best time while visiting the States. We'll see. Went out to dinner with "the boy" last night. Quite a nice time. Even though he is much, MUCH too young. It seems like forever since I've been on an actual date and it was nice. Then we headed over to some little dive bar and played (or attempted to play) darts and he dumped money into the jukebox and let me pick all of the songs - ALWAYS a plus with me. He's off this morning to Vegas, so I probably won't see him for a month - unless I decide to make a quick trip to New York (which is where they're headed after Vegas). Doubt it, but sounds like a fun idea. I also have Motley Crue to look forward to - although I'm going by myself - to Vegas. And, if I don't sell my extra ticket, I'll be out $150. :-( Oh well...what can ya do? I really felt the need to see The Crue. Tonight should be fun...I'll be seeing some friends play - actually, two very different bands playing at two very different venues and I'm going to try to make both. Then I'm off to see my heart breaker for his b-day. Let's see...what else. Oh - I got my phone back yesterday. Apparently it wasn't stolen by some pimple-faced 10 year-old from the Grove - just given to the wrong guest who was nice enough to call numbers in my phone until he got a hold of someone to give me his number. Then he was nice enough to overnight it to me. I have no voice after all the screaming, which began on Friday, and people at work are making fun of me. Oh well - it's all for a good cause. Good, clean, Rock N' Roll fun. :-) Oh and a note to add that I'm so grateful to have my best friend in my life. He never ceases to do sweet things for me and take care of me. And yesterday I came home to a squeaky clean car - which was such a nice surprise because due to the floodings in my 'hood (refer to earlier post about floods), my car has not been clean for more than a day since I bought. I've had it for just over two months now and every few days there's some sort of mud river flowing across one of the main roads by my house; therefore, the side of my car looks as if I participated in the Monster Truck Rally. Current Mood: hopeful (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, February 25th, 2005
10:03 am	I would really like to know when my luck is going to change... I swear, if it wasn't for bad luck, I'd have none at all....first my car accident (in which I was hit not once, but twice, then since the first guy that caused the wreck bailed they're trying to pin the wreck on me; while trying to buy a new car, I have a bit of trouble because we find out that my credit card company failed to pay another credit card company $3,900 that was erroneously credited to my account - I had no way of knowing this because they definitely reversed the payment out of my account, but since the issuing company didn't have my information, they couldn't contact me to tell me that they didn't get it back (of course they certainly had my info to put a negative mark on my credit, but whatever) - so I had to deal with fixing that which literally took weeks and tons of telephone conversations/letters to fix; I buy a new car and w/in one month the windshield is cracked by a rock; insurance still hasn't paid off first car - even w/Gap insurance...I mean where does it end. Now it's the cell phone that fell out of my purse at the movies on Saturday (which is why I couldn't call anyone when I was lost in hell) is mysteriously missing from the movie theatre lost & found. This is AFTER I called and verified that they had it. We know it was mine not only because of the description of the phone itself, but when you open it the "wallpaper" is a pic of my puppy. Kind of hard to be wrong about the fact that it's my phone. So I tell him it will either be myself or my best friend picking it up. He SUPPOSEDLY writes our names on a paper and puts it on the phone....well, my bf goes to pick up the phone and, what?, it's not there!!! WTF???? So, I call this morning and they're trying to figure out who told me that my phone was there. I mean, what does it matter WHO told me???? The fact is that it was definitely there and found and now it's not. ****UGH**** Don't get me wrong, I know things can always be worse and there are people MUCH worse off than me, but it doesn't make all of this any less frustrating. Current Mood: frustrated (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, February 22nd, 2005
8:58 am	Things happen for a reason? I don't believe that. So last night I'm driving home (after my 2 1/2 hour train ride from work) and every road I attempt to take is either already closed or becomes closed after I'm on it for a bit. I end up zig-zagging my way through to finally come to a road that I was familiar with and was finally comfortable (albeit really, REALLY far out of my way) with finding my way home at last. Well, after being on this road for a few miles, there's a police car parked sideways with flares going....I guess this is the dramatic way of telling us the road is closed. Problem is at this point, I have NO CLUE how to get home....I've exhausted all my "routes" and now I'm clueless. And, oh yeah, I don't have my cell phone right now to call anyone because I lost it on Saturday. So, I pull over thinking I'm going to have to ask the officer how in the heck I'm supposed to get home. Only, I walk up to the car and it's EMPTY! No one there. Now mind you, this is basically in the middle of nowhere - I mean there are some homes there, but no businesses, gas stations, or anything of the like. So, I get in my car and proceed to drive up and down the streets of that area and every one of them would be dead ends, so I'd have to turn around. By this point, I'm crying my eyes out....scared out of my mind because I have no clue where I am or how I'm getting home. I was tempted to simply knock on someone's door, but A) it was almost 10:00 at night by this point and (much more importantly) B) I was afraid of who would be on the other side of that door considering I have 155 sex offenders living in my area and one on my very street - I found this information courtesy of a friend who recently posted a link where you find the sex offenders in your area. So there was no way I was getting out of my car. I could see it now: cute little, terrified, lost girl needs help??? sure you can come into my home....of course YOU'LL NEVER BE LEAVING....no thank you. I was happy in my misery of being lost. Suffice to say, somehow (and I honestly still have NO CLUE how) I finally found a road that led to a familiar road, which finally led me home. I've never been so happy to be home. Last night was a night where I really, REALLY am thankful to have my puppy. He was so happy to see me....he was licking and jumping and going crazy....I wasn't even all the way sitting down before he was crawling in my lap and cuddling. It's like he knew I was lost and scared and he was worried for me and oh so glad I was home (okay, I know the last part is far-fetched, but SOMEONE has to be worried about me when I'm lost in the darkness and rain amongst the 155 sex offenders). Oh and by the way, total trip time: 5 1/2 hours. Yes, I could've flown to New York! **ugh** Current Mood: aggravated (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, February 18th, 2005
11:38 pm	Let the flooding begin. So I'm sitting here listening to the rain pour and pour....now where I live (here in the middle of NOWHERE) that means that tomorrow there will be close roads, flooding, and car accidents every couple of miles. **ugh** How I'm going to dread the drive to HellAy tomorrow - if I can even make it. Last ime it rained like this (luckily I was already away from home), I couldn't go home for three days. The roads in and out of my "town" (sounds like I live in the backwoods of Kentucky or something - and sometimes I feel as if I do) were closed because the flooding was so bad. Interestingly enough, by the time the roads were open, the flooding was still so significant that there were parts of the road where you couldn't even see it, all you saw was a lake of water - literally - and you had to drive 5 MPH to get through it. So I suppose this is what I get to look forward to over the next couple of days. um, who says it never rains in California???? (Comment on this)
8:08 am	Why bother? So there's this guy that I've known for many months now....well, I haven't actually "known" him. We met...we've talked...we've run into each other here and there. Mostly, we've only exchanged messages as opposed to actual conversation. For the past two or three months he's hinted at "getting to know me better" and wanted to us hang out. Yet, it's always the same thing. He mentions it, but nothing is ever set. As of last week, we were supposedly going to figure out a way to see each other this week...he never got back to me. Now this weekend I'll be seeing him (completely unrelated to "getting to know each other" - simply a matter that we're both going to be at the same place) and I'm not even sure how to respond to him. I mean, there's definitely not anything romantic between us and I'm not "mad" - I just don't get why he even bothers to keep bringing up the idea of us hanging out. It's just weird. And I might add that this is just so typical of the guys I meet. I don't get it. Current Mood: curious (Comment on this)
Thursday, February 17th, 2005
10:26 am	I must not know how to use this thing For two days now I've posted rather long journals and I've returned to find NOTHING....okay, so if this one doesn't post I guess I'll have to stick to simply "commenting" on everyone esle's journals. :-) (2 Comments |Comment on this)