It will be four more days till I turn 27, and that will mean 4 years of trying the baby steps, falling off, trying again, falling once more, getting discurraged when Murphey stays next to me for a month, and then slowly dragging myself back to the steps.

When I look at things like that...the only thing I can think of, **** I should be on BS6 right now. I should just be worrying about the new house I'm moving into, not that I'm getting killed on my upside down car. (I luvs my car, no...