Do you ever have on of those weeks where everything you were afraid might go wrong with the scam called life actually goes wrong? I've had one of those weeks. And not just the last two days. But the last seven days. Yeah, that bad. Ok, ok. Not really THAT bad. But it does seem like that every day something else is happening that I have to deal with. I hate dealing with stuff. I am the world's biggest procrastonator. Ok, enough whining for now. Back to our regularly scheduled bore fest. Oh, and if you get really bored go visit my forums. I really need a life. Does anybody have one they would give up for cheap?