Loads has gone on since i last posted....too much....i may post later if anyone cares and wants to find out but for now it's only for me and my close friends. Well only part is for my close friends....i keep loads to myself.... I just found a notebook i had ages ago which is full of writing and i found a poem that's been....i dunno....meaningful to me.... 'I made my song a coat, Covered with embroideries, Out of old mythologies, From heel to throat. But the fools caught it, Wore it in the world's eyes, As though they'd wrought it. Song, let them take it, For there's more enterprise, In walking naked.' ~ W.B.Yeats Does anyone else understand this? I seem to feel like the only one....