Yummy, yummy ... Fruit salad!

I'm eating fruit salad ... :-) I made it the other night, so I ate it for dinner on Wednesday, dinner last night, and breakfast this morning ... Yum :-)

Not much happening here ... Monday and Tuesday I had off work. Woo hoo! :-) I spent both days running around, getting bills paid, doing errands, catching up with friends. It was nice :-) Went back to work on Wednesday. Today will be a long day, was meant to be doing 9 - 4, but now I'm doing 9 - 7, because Sylvia called in sick and we have no-one to replace her :-( When I finish work I've got to come home, grab my stuff and head to Ang's to babysit my gorgeous little godson, Ryan! :-) I'll be sitting down with the little man to watch the football tonight ... GO PIES!

You know what's really sad? I just spent 10 minutes, sitting here, trying to think of something to say. And I've got nothin. At all. How sad is that?!!

Anyway, guys, I might take off ... Better get going to work :-) I'm out. Have a great day!

I got a girl fired today.
She totally deserved it.
She created more work than she did, was always late, disrespectful and rude to customers.
But I still feel guilty.

Sorry, Maria.
:-(

Pies won last night.
I've heard it was a good game ...
Four cruisers and I fell asleep. (Work made me tired!)
Missed most of the second quarter, all of the third, and woke up with 4 minutes to go in the last.
What a finish! What a way to end the game!
GO PIES!

I don't know why I'm writing like this.
But I am.

I'm eating marshmallows.
Yummy.

I've got no other news.
I'm boring.
Working tomorrow.
Doing nothing tonight.
Tired ...
And I still feel guilty.

Sorry, Maria.

September 13 / Six years

Damn, girl.

How the hell has it been 6 years without you?

It seems so unbelievable that it's been six long years without your wicked sense of humour or your smile.

It feels like it was just yesterday when I ran into you, and told you that I couldn't stop, had to hurry, had to get to work, couldn't talk, and I'd see you when you got back.

So much has happened in the six years since you left us - how could the world go on when you're not here? How is that fair? It's not right, Mel. It's not fair!

I think of you often, always smiling, usually at something stupid! Every time I hear one of "your" songs, I turn it right up, and sing out loud. Bet you can hear me up there when I'm singing, can't ya?!

God, I miss you Mel. I miss you so much.

Six years, but I'm still missing you as much as that god-awful day when you left us.
Six years, but I can still remember every detail of that day.
Six years, and I hate that I'm still counting.
Six years, and I still wonder what could-have been, and I still think about what should-have been.
Six years, and I still think about you coming back to us, Mel.
Six years, how are we going to make it to seven? Help us keep going, Mel.

There is a Scheduled Blogger Outage at 11PM PDT ... What the?!

When is that Australian time?

I feel like crying. I don't know why. I think I've cried more in the last 6 months than I've cried in the 23 years of my life.

I think it's just the uncertainty of everything at the moment. Dad - what's going to happen there? What's he going to do? How are mum and dad going to manage? There's a meeting tomorrow, maybe some things will get resolved then.

I hated seeing my dad so quiet, so lost. I didn't know what to do, what to say. That's not Brian - he's not a quiet sort of person. He's so worried, it makes me want to cry. I want to fix it. I want everything ok. I know how hard he and mum worked to get to where they are now. We lived in a housing commission house when I was a kid. Never had a lot of money. But they worked their arses off to make sure we had everything we needed, and saved until they finally brought their own house. And everything that's been done to our house, dad's done it (sometimes with mums help:-)). Tiling in the kitchen? Dad. All new concrete in the driveway and out the back? Dad. Whole house painted? Dad. Garden totally re-done? Dad. They have worked so hard. And now ... I don't know. I know they won't lose the house. There's not much chance of that - they're so far in front with home-loan repayments. Every single time they've had a bit of extra money, it's gone straight off the house. But I'm just ... I don't know. Still worried, anyway, I guess.

I'm so tired. I need to find a chiropractor. I'm not tired because I'm not sleeping, I'm tired because my back and neck are out.

Amanda's gone to visit a friend at the moment, and Amber is having a nap at the moment. Thank god! She was starting to get waaay tired and cranky. I think I might go have a lay down on the couch while the house is quiet :-) I told Amanda to go out for a while, as she was almost as cranky as Amber!! *lol* Anyway, I'm going to take off. Peace out, guys.

... Eh ...

Eh ... I'm not really happy today. I'm not sure why ...

But wow, how lucky are you guys! Two entries full of intelligence, witty remarks and humour in one day! Ok ... Two entries where I blather on about bugger all is more like it.

Amber is testing the limits this afternoon ... It's hilarious, and also incredibly annoying at the same time as she's throwing tantrums every 10 minutes! Sadly, this is not an exaggeration ...

Dad took my car down to the mechanic this morning to do the tune-up thing and have new points and plugs put in ... And the mechanic didn't need to do a thing! He told dad that there's nothing wrong with the car, it doesn't need plugs or points. I also gave dad money to get a new battery, because the last time it was replaced was 2000, and we figured might as well replace it now instead of waiting for it to die. Andrew (the mechanic) tested the battery though, and it's perfect, so there's no reason at all to change it right now.

Don't know why I'm feeling a bit "Eh" at the moment ... Think it's just because mum and dad are so worried about what's happening with dad. He has a meeting in Bendigo on Wednesday, there's no hope of getting his job back, but they are hoping to get a redundancy package. They're so worried about how to manage on only mum's income, when they've got the house loan and the car loan. The car loan dad just took out a few weeks ago to buy a new ute for work ... Oh, god ... :-S Hopefully dad gets offered a package that's big enough to cover the car loan and the house loan, or even just most of it, so they won't have such stress on their shoulders.

I was going to head home with Amanda and Amber this afternoon, but with Amber being a tempremental little darling (:-P), I think I'll leave it until tomorrow morning. Amanda and Amber aren't going back to Melbourne until Wednesday, and I don't go back to work until Wednesday either, so I don't have to hurry back. Plus, I think it's a better idea to leave in the morning when Amber's not tired or grumpy!

I'm still confused ... About many things ... But I can't get un-confused ... No matter how much I try ...

Anyway, I think I might go watch some Golden Girls and do nothing for the rest of the afternoon :-) Sometime today or tomorrow I'll try to post some pics of my gorgeous niece ... Probably won't take photos of her right now, as she's throwing a little tanty!
Peace out, guys.

It's Monday!

I wake up this morning to find Amber in the spare room, talking at me:

Amber: Nan's in the wash. Nan's in the wash.
Me: Huh?

(I walked out to realise that mum was actually in the wash - she was in the shower!)

Not much news from here.
COLLINGWOOD WON ON SATURDAY NIGHT! KICKED SOME SYDNEY ARSE!
I watched the game. Remember most of it :-) I was verrrry happy when I went to bed - may have been the win, may have been the pizza and cruisers!

Worked yesterday then drove to Kerang. Didn't leave until 5:30 so it was dark before I'd even made it half-way home. Second half of the drive was crappy, because it kept raining, and my windscreen was sooo dirty I could barely see.

This morning, dad is taking my car down to get a tune-up and new points, or something ... ??!! I just handed over the money. He's also going to get a new battery put in, since it's been 7 years since the battery was put in.

Work is going ok. Tony and Ralph came up from Melbourne yesterday for a meeting with Heather - it's not going as easily as we hoped. We found out last week that there are rumours being spread about us (the cafe) around the centre - things about the food we're serving, the cleanliness of the place, the way the kitchen is run. There's also a woman from a store who's pissed that we won't give her free drinks, so she's telling people that she's glad we're not doing well, and we should fail because we are all bitches and we deserve to.

:-(

Not good :-(

We've made a plan though - getting good gossip out there about us via one of the teenage girls who works in the cafe - she's a lovely girl, but she's got a mouth on her :-) And she knows everyone in the centre, because she's been at the cafe for a year! We're also offering $2 coffees to the staff members from the centre, to try and get them to try us. Everything else they buy will get a 10% discount - juices, gelati, wraps, rolls, etc.

Hopefully that helps. Heather, Tony and Ralph, along with Nick, the owner of the centre, are going to hold a meeting with all the managers from the stores, to find out what everyone's problem is, and what can be done to improve things.

Anyway, there's not much other news from here. I was in bed at 9 last night, and I was so tired I pretty much died straight away! :-) Was up at 6:45 after the kiddo woke me. I don't think she was talking to me - she was talking at me. She just talks, regardless of whether or not you listen :-)

Ok, I'm out. Peace, love and laughter guys! :-)

Nearly time to toddle off to work for another day ... :-)

Next Thursday, it will 6 years to the day that Mel died. I hate September 13th. The year she died, September 13th was a Thursday too.

I'm just thinkin random stuff this morning!

Dad lost his job on Tuesday. That's a bit of a bummer. The union is trying to see if they can do anything to help him. They're blaming the new I.R. laws - I'm not so sure. Part of it will be because of the new laws, but the union has an agenda to push as well - making people believe the laws are bad. It's all political ...

The birdies are good. They have no one to talk to all day, since the house is quiet, so when I get home, they go friggin nuts for about 4 hours! It's funny as.

I should probably think about heading to work, but I'm not really in any big hurry this morning ... I'm always there way early, so I'm just going to take my time this morning. I really did not to get out of bed this morning! My alarm was set for 6:30, it was 7:15 before I dragged myself outta bed!

My darling little niece is going to be very much like her mother ... In personality and temprement, I think! She's a crack up! And the girl knows how to throw a tantrum! Most of the time she's pretty good - she keeps herself entertained. She's such a busy little bee, always on the way to doing something, or getting something that she has to have! It's so funny to watch her, she just doesn't stop! She doesn't really get into mischief - she knows if something is wrong and she generally don't do it. She just keeps herself occupied.

Ok, I'm going to take off. Peace out guys. I'll leave you with an Amber quote today:

(On Tuesday, I took Amanda and Amber to mum and dad's. We were out the back, and I was throwing the ball for Sherlock (also known as "Puppy" to Amber) to bring back to me. Sherlock decided he wanted to run around with the ball, so Amber started to chase him)

Amber: Puppy! GIVE IT BACK! GIVE IT BACK! Puppppppy!!!!!! Give it!!!!!

I'm so confused, and I just don't know what to do.

This is just going to be a 'getting-it-out' entry. I don't care what anyone thinks. Maybe you'll know what I'm talking about, maybe you won't. Either way, this is an entry for me, you know?

Do you think that this ever has a chance of going anywhere? Ever? Is there any possibility that something might happen in the future?

We only see what we want to see ... Sometimes it leads to happiness, sometimes it leads to sadness and disappointment. It sucks, but that's life.

You can never really know what someone else is thinking.

Hell, right now I don't even know what I'm thinking. So friggin confused, I just don't know ...

Part of me says ... I'd miss the friendship so much ... So very, very much ... But another part says it would be hard ... The constant wanting of something that I can't have ... Because what if it just got worse, and I wanted more?

It is easier to walk away, try to save from the hurt that might happen? Or should I just leave it, try to make the best of it?



I don't know.

Did you make it to the milky way to see the lights are faded

And that Heaven is overrated?

Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star

One without a permanent scar

And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?

Train. Drops of Jupiter. In case you were interested :-)

Did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?

This song always reminds me of my sister. I don't know why. There were months, horrible months, where we didn't know where she was. If she was ok. If she was alive. She'd disappear, and we'd be left trying, trying, trying to find out something, anything.

Thank god she finally grew up, hey? I don't think I could take it again :-)

*lol* This isn't actually what I intended to write about tonight :-P But I was listening to that song on my MP3 player as the page loaded, and got distracted :-) That happens a lot ... Ooh, something pretty, brb ... *lol*

Work is good. Worked 9 - 5 today. Well, it was meant to be 5, just finished way late :-) Tomorrow I'm doing 10 -4, and then I get two days off. Two glorious, wonderful, relaxing, peaceful ... What's that? My sister and niece are coming to visit on Monday morning?

Guess the days off won't be peaceful or relaxing ... :-P *lmao* Amanda and Amber are planning on lobbing on my doorstep sometime on Monday morning. Late Tuesday they're going to mum and dad's for a few days. It'll probably be the last time I catch up with Amanda (who's now almost 7 months pregnant) before she has the baby, since I'll be working full time for at least the next 8 weeks, and she won't be up for travelling much longer. Not when travelling involves a big belly and a very, very active (and tempremental!) 2-and-a-bit year old. Yes, that's right, my gorgeous little angel of a niece has started to throw some lovely little temper tantrums, basically ... whenever she feels like it! :-) ... Uh, what happened to my peaceful days off? Did I just see them fly out the window?

Anyway ... It's 8:33 on a Saturday night, and I'm ready for bed. How sad is that?! *gasp* Does this mean I'm ... Old?! Say it aint so! Ok, I'm out guys. Be good :-)

P.S. Gorgeous little Lillie Boyte, who I've often written about, lost her battle with neuroblastoma this week. If you've got a spare minute, drop by and leave a message for her family in her guestbook. I'm sure it would mean a lot to her family at this crappy time. www.caringbridge.org/visit/lillieboyte. R.I.P. Lillie - now dancing in the Heavens with Hannah!

Spend all your time waiting

For that second chance

For a break that would make it okay

There's always some reason

To feel not good enough

*****

Feeling a little ... Eh. Blah. Melancholy.

Been doing a lot of thinking. Dangerous, I know :-P But I risked it.

I just ... I don't know :-) Actually, I know what I want to say, but I don't know how to say it ... Well, write it. You know?

*****

It's easier to believe

In this sweet madness

Oh, this glorious sadness

That brings me to my knees

*****

I've always looked at girls who feel that they *have* to have a boyfriend to be happy and gone ... "Get a life". Because I don't believe, and I will never believe, that you have to have a girlfriend/boyfriend/partner to be happy. You should be able to be happy on your own, you know?

But lately ... I've found myself wanting that ...

No! I don't know why! Am I crazy?!

Not because I think that it would make me happy ... The truth is, most of the time I'm happy with my life right now. I've never been closer to my friends. I know that I can be totally honest with them, and at the end of the day, they'll still be there. Same with my mum and dad. I'm not afraid of "upsetting" people now. I will speak up if I'm not happy. I'm no longer a doormat. I'm happy with my job. I don't have any worries about bills, or buying food anymore.

I'm content.

But sometimes ... I just think ...

It would be nice.

You know?

*****

You are pulled from the wreckage

Of your silent reverie

*****

Meme # ... 5? 6?

This one is fairly simple. All I have to do is write 8 things about myself. Here goes ...

1. I prefer summer over winter. I'd rather be hot than cold. But I hate the fact that summer means not being able to breathe for 4 months because I get really bad hayfever every year.

2. I have never broken a bone (in my body or someone else's ... :-)).

3. I honestly don't know whether I want kids, but if I have a girl I'd love to name her Jennah, after my nan (it was her maiden name).

4. I know I want to go back to uni, I just don't know when.

5. I own three sex toys ...

6. Right now I have a burn mark on my left arm from work yesterday ... It hurts like hell.

7. I like my hair better when it's longer.

8. I would like to get a pet turtle. And a rabbit. The bunny I would name Buckley, (yes, as in Nathan) and the turtle would be named Snoop Turtle. Coz he would be soooo cool :-)

Trying ...

Trying ...

Trying to think of something to say, anything interesting at all ...

Nup. I got nothin.

Thursday I worked. It was busy. Friday I worked. It was busy. Today I worked. It was flat-out busy. Tomorrow I work.

I got nothin.

I need to get a life!

Thursday!

I can't believe it's Thursday already. Where has the week gone?!

Went back to work yesterday ... Why oh why did I do stuff on my 2 days off?! Why didn't I just do nothing at all?! Why didn't I sleep in?! Why didn't I relax instead of constantly running around with mum?! Did 9 hour days yesterday and today, and it's been fairly busy. Doesn't help that Heather has no staff in the cafe, so she is *really* stressed out.

Went out for dinner last night with Christine. We went to La Porchetta. Tonight, Chrissie, B and I went to the UK Hotel. I had lasange, which was friggin yummy as!

I actually had something specific to blog about tonight, but I just realised that the thing I was going to blog about I don't want someone to read ... Hmm ... Ahh well.

Anyway, I'm out. So tired. I'm gonna head to bed ... I'm so boring!

Pur-chasing things ...

My stupid heater won't light :-(

Another day off work today :-) I go back to work tomorrow, working 9 - 5:30 until Sunday. It'll be a long week ...

Today, I pur-chased (hehehe, I love that word :-) Break it in half next time you say it! It's fun!) a car. A 1984 (it's almost as old as me!) Mazda 323 (or is that 232?!). It's white, and cute :-) It has a CD player, but no power steering, which is going to take some getting used to! I'm very impressed with the CD player though :-)

No more bus! Yay!

Mum went home this afternoon, so I went driving for a while, trying to get used to the car. Haven't been doing much else. Went out to work, got some of the world's best gelati :-) Might have to think about cooking some dinner soon. It'll be an early night tonight as I've got next few days on.

Anyway, I'm out. Peace, love and laughter guys. Have a good night.

Eh.

That's about how I feel today ... Eh.

First day off in 20 days today ... Have had an ok day. Didn't sleep in or anything.

My mum came down on Saturday for a few days to visit - she goes home tomorrow. Whilst I love my mother more than anything in this world, she can also piss me off like no one else in this world.

Every single freaking time I have thought about eating something or have gone to have something to drink, she makes a comment ... "Oh, that's good for the diet." "Yeah, that'll help you lose weight."

It makes me want to cry!

I know I'm not skinny. I know I'm not beautiful. I know that. And I don't care.

I've been cutting out junk food - trying to get a little healthier, but I think the reality is that I'm never going to be a stick figure. And who cares? I'm happy the way I am.

But the constant comments, the snarky little barbs ... It hurts. It makes me want to just starve myself so that maybe, just maybe, that will make her happy.

I don't know. I'm just talkin' garbage.

Maybe tomorrow I'll have a happy entry for you all.

It's no retarded chicken ...

Just a quick entry to prove I'm still doing stupid things ... :o)

Yesterday was another 9 hour day. My 13th day in a row. Without a single-freakin-day off ...

No, I'm not upset about that, why do you ask? ... :o) *lol*

Anyway. Got home last night, talked to Dan for a while, and could barely keep my eyes open. So I decided to have a bath, then go to bed. Bath was hot, awesome, relaxing. Got out and went into the loungeroom to get my pjs. Instead of getting into them, I thought 'I'll just have a quick rest on the couch while my pjs warm in front of the heater'.

4 and a half hours later I woke up. Still on the couch. Still wearing only a towel.

Kitchen light still on. Heater still on. TV still on.



Yup, it's good to know that I haven't lost the ability to do stupid things, no matter how exhausted I am :o)

I'm home.
I'm exhausted.
I'm ready to go to sleep.

There was a slight hitch with the 'takeover-meeting-at-8:30-a.m.-thing' ... The chef, who's the manger of the cafe, doesn't wander in to work until 9:30 - 10-ish. So, of course they had to wait until she arrived before the meeting could start.
When the chef did turn up, and the meeting started, the first thing Heather and Tony did?
Fire the chef.
She didn't go quietly, but it wasn't as bad as we thought it was going to be. She had a few words for Heather, but overall it was very low key, which was awesome.


So, I started this almost 25 minutes ago, and I think I might have to finish it later. I keep making stupid typos, and I'm so tired it's hard to think in complete sentences. I ended up doing 9 hours today, with only a 10 minute lunch break. Things were crazy.
Anyway, I gotta go cook something for dinner, have a bath and then wash my work clothes. I start at 9 again tomorrow morning, so it'll be a very early night for this tired little ducky :o)
I'm out!

We're taking over! Look out!

I am exhausted.
Today marks 11 days straight that I have worked. And I still have another 5 before I get a day off. For someone who hasn't worked in almost 4 months (Who am I kidding? Not only have I not been working, I've been doing bugger all!) it's an adjustment :o)
Tomorrow morning, at 8:30 am, Sweet Explosions is launching a hostile takeover (*lol*).
Well ... Sort of.
In the KFMC, we are in a kiosk. Directly across from us is a cafe. The owner of this cafe has, for some time, been unhappy with the staff, the way the business is run, etc. But he doesn't have the time to invest in the business. So last week, he rang Heather (my boss) and said "You want the cafe? From Monday, it's yours." He'd had enough.
Now, the cafe staff ... Firstly, most of them have been horrible to us, because they see as us competition. Which, ok, I can understand. But that's no reason to be rude, or bitchy. I haven't had much of a problem - but they've been horrible to Heather (and that I've actually seen happen).
Secondly - they have got no common sense. Yesterday morning, I started at 10. In the cafe, they had 7 people working when I started. It was nowhere near busy enough to need that many people. It was just throwing money away on wages - this is one of the main reasons the owner has had enough. Not only are they wasting money - they're giving away free food to friends and family.
So, yeah. Tomorrow morning, Sweet Explosions takes over ownership of the cafe.
But guess what?
The cafe staff? Absolutely no idea about what's going to happen.
No. Idea.

It's going to be interesting! The meeting/takeover time was scheduled for 9 a.m. Tonight I got a message from Casey (one of the girls I work with) saying it's been moved to 8:30. Can I just say ... Thank God.
I'm not starting work until 9. I have a feeling that it's going to get ugly. The owner thinks that most of the staff will walk out/quit, or cause trouble. I do not want to be there for that! I really don't do conflict well! So I'm hoping that when I wander in at 9, that it'll all be over :o) That's probably wishful thinking but I can hope, can't I??!!

Anyway, it's almost 10:30, and I gotta be up at 6, so I'm out. I'll let you know how it goes :o)
Peace, love and laughter guys!

Not Happy.

Hi guys ... Quick update.

So, a couple of weeks ago, you'll remember me grumbling about a 4:30 a.m. phone call. Someone was drunk, and wanted to chat. Now, I know I had a bit of a grumble, but the truth is, I wasn't annoyed at all. It didn't bother me. Plus, it was friggin hilarious. I laughed from start to finish - with the drunk person, and, once or twice, at them. Anything that can make me laugh that much can never be classified as annoying.

I've worked the last 8 days straight. Not full days - mainly 6 or 7 hours a day. But because we have no staff, I usually get only 5 minutes for lunch. So I'm on my feet the entire time, which is pretty exhausting. Love the job, but very tiring. I've been in bed by about 10 every night this week.

Last night, Chrissie came around after I got in from work. She had been to Hammer St. (best takeaway place in Bendigo) to get dinner for us. We watched some Friends, she left about 9. By the time I'd done a load of washing, and had a bath, it was 10 and I was well and truly stuffed :o) So I went to bed. Almost two hours later (just a little before midnight), my phone started to sing 'Dear Mr President' (my message tone). It took me almost 5 minutes of looking at the screen to realise that yep, someone had sent me a message. It took me another 5 minutes to work out who the hell had sent the message ... It was from someone I rarely hear from, and I was looking at the screen going ... "Who the hell is ***?" In the meantime, I sent someone else a message - for some reason I thought that "Dan" had sent the message ... Ok, in my defense there are only three letters in each name and I was really confused! I'd just been woken up!

So, *** sent a few messages - What's up, I'm bored and sick, come online now and talk to me ... What are you doing, what's new since I talked to ya last ... Come online now Rach, I want to talk to ya, I'm so bored ... And I have to say, everytime he sent a new message, I got angrier and angrier. My replies were one or two words - one was two sentences when I said I was now working, and I had to be up early to go to work.

Now, this really annoyed me for a couple of reasons.
1 - I haven't heard from this person in a couple of months. Nothin. No talkin online, no messages, nothin. And that's cool, you know? It's finished. All good :o) But you do not just text message someone, out of nowhere at 11:45 p.m.! I was ASLEEP, people!
2 - The whole reason he was messaging? He was horny. Classy, huh? Yep. Boy, did steam start coming out the top of my head ... For gods sake! He was horny, and obviously just wanted someone to help get him off. What the??!! I am not some kind of easy slut, who'll just "help" anyone who needs it.

Not. Happy.

ChemoAngel Rach ...

Somewhere out there, in the big wide world, is *my* cancer patient.

Wondering what the hell I'm on about?

Allow me to explain. Last week, I applied to become a ChemoAngel. ChemoAngels are people who support cancer patients through chemo (you guessed that, didn't you?...), by sending a cards, letters, or little presents at least once a week, for the duration of the patients cancer treatment. It could be for 3 months, it could be for 18 months.

I'm not sure why I applied. It's just something I wanted to do. I have no personal experience with cancer, but 'meeting' the CB kids, and seeing what they go through has made me realise that cancer, quite simply, sucks. It really, really sucks. So I wanted to do something to make it easier for someone.

So I applied, and was accepted, and now I'm waiting to be assigned a patient. It can take anywhere from 3 - 6 weeks to receive your "assignment" (Why does that sound like something James Bond would receive?). I'm looking foward to it. I hope I get an Aussie :o)

Anyway, that's about it for tonight. Short entry :o) But I'm waaaay tired, and I gotta work again tomorrow. Take care guys. Peace, love and laughter. I'm out.