Yeah, keep your half-assed opinions to yourself. Last night I babysat. Yeah yeah, cute baby, whatever. It screamed almost nonstop from 7 to 9:30. Finally I was just like "okay." and I took her downstairs and just held her in my arms and rocked in the big soft rocking chair until she, or I, fell asleep (whichever came first). I tried running water to soothe her, I tried walking around outside, I tried doing makeshift "ballet" (okay that one was just for my amusement, but still), I tried climbing stairs, I tried singing (okay, that was also for my amusement..but maybe I have a soothing voice? no? shut up), I fed her, I checked her diaper.... I was on the verge of tears. It took all the guts I had not to just pick up the phone and call the cell number on the piece of paper I had. I fell asleep before she did, I think. She finally stopped crying. Man. I donno. Now I have to give half my ten bucks to my sister...although she does deserve it.... Anyway. If this was a ploy set up by my mother to ensure my not getting pregnant, she didn't have to worry. I know what contraceptives are, and I don't even have sex, so it's all good, see? So I think I should get a hysterectomy in order to make sure I never bring something like that into the world. The bad FAR, FAR outweighs the good. And I was an icky baby myself....I mean... I never was a baby, no. But the point is this: Babies, Make-up, and people who think my driving the speed limit is annoying, ARE ALL BAD. I am the queen of the world, I'm not opinionated, I'm just always right. Taylor: There are verses in the Bible regarding the okay-ness of having more than one wife, and divorcing your wife by casting a stone at her. Is this okay? No. Sorry. I'm entitled to my interpretations of the Bible, like as long as you seek forgiveness, you will find it. Jesus loves everyone. So screw you.