I'm starting with the (wo-)man in the mirror

Unforgettable.
12/04/07 @ 7:01 AM

So I've so far kept my attendance clean. Today, I was going to stay home, but I thought about what I would be doing at school. Then I remembered that we were going to the computer lab again to work on our powerpoint presentations, and I am determined to work with my group to ace this thing. I thought about Arthur T, Stephen, & Crisana (I guess). I couldn't let my group down.

Plus, I would miss the usuals too much, esp. idiot :] There was a home meet today that I had to go to, too. So Friday, December the 14th, was a day I couldn't afford to miss JUST because I was too lazy to get out of bed.

I got up out of bed at 6:50AM. Same morning routine as always! left for the bus at 7:05AM. 42 express to the regular 48 or 42, off under the bridge @ where the 7 (to RB) is. Jay-walk to near bank w/ the herd (haha). Try to not get hit by cars. School. Same old, same old.

We got most of our work done in Corbley's. I can feel the A. At the meet, I scored at the meet by myself and was doing well until H.M. Smart found a card that Jessica accidently missed. It messed up all my scoring. In the end, Ms. Smart had to take over. Oh man... what would I do without her?!(=

After the meet I found out that my conscience was clear for those two hours. Thank goodness for work. Went with Jesto to the bus stop. Literally 7 buses that would go to his place passed us, THEN finally came my magical pumpkin (42).

Came home.
Trace was on her way out.
got comfy and felt in need of blogspot.

Here I am.

Have you ever felt that feeling where you didn't want something to happen, but you were very well aware of fact that there is a possibility it would? Well for me, it all happened in one day. Well -- not really.

WELL, KINDA.

The thought (that it could happen) has been floating around in my head lately. I was so determined it wouldn't happen. But today, I think it finally surfaced. The whole thing really shook me up.

& honestly, I don't know what to do.

Well, wait. I do.. but I don't.

That doesn't make much sense, does it?

It's really complex.

Eh, I don't know. I'm spending my whole day at home and relaxing tomorrow. My saturday will hopefully be chill. I plan on getting ahead on Jane Eyre. I will also attempt again at this book that only half interests me (I have to admit, it is a book far too easy, way below my reading skills). I'll find some pictures to print to put on our poster board and make our multiple questions test for the class. I'm really stoked for this project unlike the cry-babies in class! I will also try to make my notes for the test in Murphy's. Math has been kind of confusing lately. I am slowly understanding it, though.

GOTTA STEP IT UP.

I don't know what else to write right now. I've been bumpin' music all this time. Michael Jackson's talking to me now. He's telling me that he's starting with the man in the mirror. He's also telling me that he's asking him to make a change. Is this a sign? Subliminal message? *KNOCK ON WOOD.

It's whatever, I'm not trippin'. I'm good.

Whatever happens, happens.

I will always be me, the same Kathy.

Just to let you guys know.

Well... I'm gonna go try relax. Spend time with spider-monkey.

Everything will be okay. It always ends up becoming so.

It's life =)

BE HAPPY!

TGIF! (SHA'S JARGON).

oh,

& if you REALLY did take time out of your life to read this,

thank you.

KATHY OVER & OUT.

KANYE!?

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kathaaygasm (3:50:05 PM): whaT?
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kathaaygasm (3:51:58 PM): fuck youu
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MRDADDYDANIEL (3:52:36 PM): on
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MRDADDYDANIEL (3:53:24 PM): how
MRDADDYDANIEL (3:53:28 PM): am i a pretty ass
kathaaygasm (3:53:41 PM): no.
MRDADDYDANIEL (3:54:21 PM): thats gay
MRDADDYDANIEL (3:54:25 PM): horrible



Prioritizing. Something I really need to work on. Stress levels are going up for all of us, as schoolwork gets heavier. I've been SUUUPER sluffin' lately, and it isn't healthy at all. New years resolutions.. hopefully i can stick with at least one of mines for 2008. GOING TO SCHOOL WITHOUT MISSING ANY DAYS. i really need to get on that. It isn't looking good right now, but it'll get better. I just gotta work extra hard. i mean, like seriously, we already get late arrivals almost every week. I am such. A bum. I'm a huge bum.

Kathy, over & out.

BACK!?

I guess I wanted to give this whole 'BLOG' thing another try. Is there such thing as a writer's block that lasts an incredibly long time? If there is, I've been having exactly just that. A writer's block. You wanna know how it feels to have a writer's block? Imagine this. You're in a deep hole. (Just like my lil' dude to the top left there.) There is a HUGE rock above it. ITS GONNA EAT YOU IF YOU TRY TO WRITE ANYTHING! Okay, enough imagining. I exaggerated a little. The rock wasn't gonna eat me, it was just there. I couldn't get out. I was trapped. I couldn't write a thing. And I love writing so much! HA, YA GIRRRRL'S A DORK :] Anyway, I'm still kind of stuck, but I'm working on my way out. Wanna know how? I'm digging myself out of the hole with spoons! SIKE, on the real though, I'm starting little by little. And it begins with the return of this blog. This is JUST the beginning. I hope laziness and this little block thing (a deadly combo) doesn't hit me again like it did in October. I planned to start writing in this thing earlier, in October, but that attempt failed. WISH ME LUCK ON MY JOURNEY!?!!! Au revoir, mes amis!

KATHY OVER & OUT(=
oh.... EXCUSE my very amateur stick figure i made with handy dandy paint!

Re-thinking.

We're all stuck in our bad habits. We even have bad habit COMBINATIONS, deadly indeed. Well, okay, not deadly. That's a mere over-exaggeration, but you know what i mean. For some people, it's smoking. Weed, Ciggs, whatever. It could be drugs, it could be drinking. Taggin', bangin'. Fighting. Violence. There are so many possibilities. OH, and don't forget, there are GOOD HABITS tooo!


Well, lately, i've been having the worst case of this bad habits combination that i've ever had in my life. LAZINESS + PROCRASTINATION + LACK OF SLEEP, now isn't that horrible? I could have turned in a project today for extra credit, but i've been slackin' lately. i'm sluffffin. It's not due until Monday anyway. This week-end i've gotten myself an ASSLOAD of homework and i plan to get most of it done. I AM DETERMINED :)

I intentionally made this blog so i could write every day or something, but my laziness has been kicking in on full blast lately. I've been wanting to update this for so long, but i've been putting it off. You can tell by my last posting.
"i'll post more tommorrow when i get home, currently i am watching Rush Hour II at the parent's crib, yo."
Hah, that was REAL sucessful right? I don't even think i went home the day after that last posting. Maybe i did? i don't know.

So lately, i've been thinking on a whole lot of different things.

Subtropical storm Andrea didn't get to hit Florida or Georgia. That's a good and bad thing. good, because no one was injured or died.. as it could have happened with a storm. But the bad thing is, that those places really needed the rain. Subtropical Andrea hit the coasts of Florida and Georgia, a whole three weeks before hurricane season. It's super dry over there, and it's called a drought. There are wildfires burning, killing land, not to mention adding onto global warming. Have you ever seen An Inconvient Truth? It's a documentary made by Al Gore, the guy who lost in the elections to Bush. If we don't act now, we will lose the earth. Our children and children's children and so on... they need an earth to live on after we're gone.

So i recently read the beginning of a book from my World History teacher's book collection and In 30 minutes of reading while being hella sleepy, i learned a lot. This book is called The Rape Of Nanking by Iris Chang. This book is about an infamous war crime, that took place in what was known then the capital of China, Nanjing. Janjing was known as Nanking at the time. This crime is called The Nanking massacre, but is most commonly known as The Rape Of Nanking. The Japanese militia went there and started killing innocent people. 300,000 out of 600,000 people were killed. Blood was seen everywhere, anyone could be killed by a soldier without reason at anytime. No one was spared, not even pregnant women. They were raped and their bellies were slit open, fetuses pulled out. Babies were sliced into thirds and fourths.. People were burned alive, shot, drowned, strangled, buried alive. Women were raped by soldiers. Soldiers made fathers rape their daughters, and sons their mothers. People not killed right away were brought to the outskirts of the city, and forced to dig their own graves to be buried alive. People were lined up and shot in rows. This was a terible genocide. I also read in the book that many people don't know as much as they need to know about the Nanking Massacre. This event isn't mentioned much in textbooks, and isn't really tought in Japan. Iris Chang was named maybe one of the best young historians ever by Hilary Clinton. This book sold more than a half a million copies when it was first published in 1997. It is truly Ms. Chang's most famous work. She suffered from depression and wrote 3 books (Including The Rape Of Nanking) before she committed suicide while writing her 4th book. She had a nervous breakdown and was found dead in her car by gunshot in her mouth by pistol. Iris Chang is a remarkable woman, and i idolize her. There is said to be a documentarty called NANKING, based on her book to come out this year, 2007. Rest In Peace Iris Chang.



Okay, maybe that lack of sleep is kicking in now, but i have satisfied my writing craving. I'm pretty sleepy, all i want to do is relax. AAAANNNNNDDDD it is DEAD cold at my parent's crib. I should get another something to put on over this tank top. Haa.




Kathy Over & Out.

Midddddle Schoooooool shiiiiiiit

Am i the only one who feels like we've gone back a year -- or two?

<-- Yeah, i'm talking about the two fights that have happened recently. Some middle-school shit, right? Public-school behavior. It's funny how it has entertained/entertains so many people. The second fight, the one on Thursday, is now on YouTube, folks! That's super embarassing, it's such a shame too. The interneeet.... what a way to make yourself notorious. *Kathy rolls eyes.

i'll post more tommorrow when i get home, currently i am watching Rush Hour II at the parent's crib, yo.

"what are they going to do to us?" (agent Carter)

"first, they will torture us for three days." (agent Lee)

"Oh, that i can handle." (agent Carter)

"Then they will cut off our eggrolls." (agent Lee)

"WHAT?! OUR EGGROLLS?! oh hell no, we gotta get out of here, don't give up!" (agent Carter)

HAHAHAH that's hilarious.

Kathy Over & Out.

swishing with the tide. * excuse my profanity, haha.

It's really funny how society is nowadays. If you look it at closely, it really is hilarious. Okay so like me and Ems were on our way to meeting up people for the movies today right? We missed the first two busses because of me being late =x, but owell! my ride was going slow!

Haha, and so then we waited at the Leo & Beacon bus stop, and sat there. We caught up, exchanged info on what's happenin' at Franklin & West Seattle lately, and boys and family, all that good stuff right? We had laughs on funny things too. So we wait for practically thirty minutes, and what bus comes? well the 42 -- of course, it's the only bus that comes up to our part of the hood (AHAHAH) to our little corner of the southend, of Skyway. But it isn't the one that goes downtown. IT GOES TO HENDERSON, in Rainier Beach. GREAT, right? Haha, so we take that down to Rainier Beach and decided to take the 7 to downtown. It would be faster, because it comes like every damn 5 minutes. We need more 42's! It's been something we've wanted for years, but oh-well. Driving soon?!! hahaha

So we're on the 7. I personally don't like it a lot... it's.. how you say... i don't know. but it's.. not my favorite. Bus stories, we all have em' right? Haha, so that's what happened with us. We get on the bus, sit in the middle-ish back and we're talking about something.. then the bus stops to pick up people and Em is telling me a story and showing me how big his house was with hand gestures and this old ass man, late fourties, gets on and sees Em moving her hands. He sits right in front of us. Now this dude, was clearly on something. He smelled of alcohol and looked like a straight up home-less person. So like i said, he sees Em's hands moving.

*maybe a little paraphrasing, only because i don't remember his exact words, but i hit the main points

"Damn white girls these days is crazy, you see Britney Spears? She's out there showin' her ass to everyone. Her man is now singin' and shit, Crazy shit! And Bobby Brown, who knows what's up with that motherfucker? he was doin' good then marries that Whitney Houston lady, and god blessed him with children, blah blah blah some smoking thing"
[ME AND EMS, i do my head nods and look at the window barely looking at him, and he touched Ems twice on the leg and shoulder, IT WAS TO DIE FOR.]
"uh.. huh.. right... yeah"

"well it was nice talkin' to you ladies"

so he goes to the way back and talks to the youngins there. They beef cos' he's talking hella shit to them. Callin' himself the OG and shit. HAHA so me and Ems, we're sitting there like WHAT The Fuck.. thank goodness he's gone. AND THEN LATER HE COMES AGAIN TO ME AND HER.

"what's up baby girls? Them youngin's in the back are beefin, they dont know i'm a OG. Original Gangster, and Old Guy. Shit, people down east, you know in Chicago and stuff, they're real gangsters, mess with them and they'll shoot yo' ass in a minute, they do it hard over there, that ain't no California shit.
[looks at me]
Babygirl! why aren't you looking at me? Sorry i'm smackin' while talkin ( faggot is eating cheese, how ghetto/random) Babygirl! Babygirl! you gotta have humor in life!"
[me]
"uh.. huh.. whatever"
"well it was nice talkin' to you ladies!"

he goes back to the back, and this is where all the ghetto-fabulous-goodshit comes in. I guess he keeps talkin' shit to the yougins and they go baggin' on him like crazy. about his torn up clothing and shit, his 'NIKES', and then at one point they say "go back and talk to your white girl!" HAHAH that made me and Ems crack up hella bad. (later we got off the bus at downtown and the dude who was talkin' back there was pretty bomb, a 17 year old. HAHA) So some shit went down in the back, me and em's couldn't watch because we were facing the front, but somewhere along the lines of the old guy talkin' shit, and one of the youngin's aboutta beat his ass. i quote.

(excuse the profanity, as the title said)

"Nigga, i got 200 dollars in bank right now, nigga!" (referring to the baggin' on the clothing and shit, shit.)

"nigga's need to ask about me, you don't know me, i'm a hitter, i'll swing at you and the 32 in your mouth, old man will come flyin' out. nigga's need to repect me, nigga."

It was hella funny because his homegirl was in the back tryna calm him down:
"Nigga, calm your ass down, when we get to downtown we'll find you someone to fight. Nigga, just don't do this right now, Nigga."

just a lot of n-words flyin' around, it was crazy. So when we got off the bus (and the bomb guy was asking us a question) the other dude beefin' with the drunken bum, had his shirt off, and if i had to guess, he was hella heated. He had mad abs though. AHA, sorry i had to look.

You can't tell me that shit isn't ghetto. It's quite embarassing, actually.

Shit, raggin' on his shoes? that's so retarded. i mean yeah, hella people still care about shoes. but it's whatever right! people wanna waste their money, it's their lives! The bus business was funny today though. Some good Shit.



well, that's the blog for the day, i'd like to add more, but i'm hella tired/lazy. i hadn't updated this since the first blog, and i had been wanting to write for so long, but laziness kicked in pretty hard, actually.


Kathy, Over & Out :)

Drama, Drama, Drama.

I woke up this morning early. - Or at least on a Saturday, my waking hour is usually 12pm-1pm. Sometimes it'd be later, if I had a hecktic night. This morning i'm actually up. I didn't do this on my own though, I had some unexpected help. Well, I didn't even know I was going to wake up early. But I'm glad I did.

Don't you think it's a good feeling when you realize that... you're still the same after things have changed so much? It's crazy how one call can change the way you viewed things, how one thing someone says to you can stay stuck to your thoughts. It's a good feeling, reassurance -- that is. I wonder if this feeling will last me my whole Saturday?

If there's one thing I've learned in my life it's that, this world we're in, live on drama. It's purely drama. There are different kinds of drama out there, but it doesn't matter, because it's still drama. Drama is what makes things more appealing to us. 'us' as in people, in general. examples, yes?

- a teenaged girl and a teenaged boy give in to temptation one day and decide to have sex. Five weeks later she finds out that she is pregnant -- the condom broke. What are they to do now? Keep the baby and become parents at age 15, or give [the baby] up and live life with it forever haunting you, sticking to the corner of your mind? Either way, this changes life for the two youngin's as they know it. There are many things tied to this situation. What will their future be like? School? Money?

WHILE...

Half-way across the world, a 40-year old man kidnaps a 7 year old by luring him/her to his car with candy. He takes him/her to his house, and locks the child in his basement. So many things can happen, he could torture this kid in so many ways. The possibilities are vast. Childporn, body part experiments, painful torment. Things that can, and will forever scar this child.

WHILE...

- A crazed teenager, who is isolated and severely depressed, takes matters into his own hands. Blaming others for his misery, he plans revenge. Revenge on everyone. Everyone who has made him feel alone. That includes the teachers who 'tease' him, the kinds in a certain clique who point and laugh, who push and shove. One morning, this teenaged boy is surfing the internet and comes across information on The Columbine Massacre. He reads about the two boys who caused it. Klebold and Harris, on April 20th in 99'. The next morning, he brings a gun to school and shoots 3 students and 1 teacher before turning the gun on himself. Could this have been prevented?

* Now the three of these scenarios differenciate vastly, but they connect in so many ways too. Where are things like these seen? In books, T.v., Movies -- In the media. Things like these don't happen to everyone, but when they do... reality hits hard. Situations as these happen all the time, and everywhere. Shit, they could be, and i bet some are, happening right now as you read this. Somewhere, someone is dying, or being tortured to death. Whereas someone, somewhere else, is learning that a new life is going to begin. Whereas, a new life has just begun. We're all stuck between life and death. Can we make it worth while?
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4/20. the people who actually smoked for yesterday, they are idiots.
April 20th isn't a holiday, it isn't a day to celebrate anything. (other than people who's birthdays were on that day, but whatever)


4/20/95. - 168 people died in the Oklahoma City Bombing. It was a terrorist attack. The Alfred P. Murrah Federal Building, a U.S. government office complex in downtown Oklahoma City, Oklahoma, was destroyed. It was the largest domestic terrorist attack before 9/11.



4/20/99. - The Columbine High School Massacre. Klebold and Harris, two teenaged boys who were bullied in school, took guns to school and killed over 10 students. They turned the gun on themselves and died after.

4/20/06. A smart girl from Vancouver, WA, Anna was stabbed and killed by a man while working at McDonalds. Anna's Myspace... -- her friends are still leaving comments and remembering her a year after...

SEE??4/20 isn't a day to go smoke weed and fucking blow your life away with stupidity... it's a day to remember.
Rest In Peace.

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I've recently finished a book, that i started on the same day. It only took me a good four hours to finish, I was super determined. Special Delivery by Danielle Steele. She's a great writer, no wonder she's sold over a million copies of her books. We are all hopeless romantics. Romeo & Juliet? A Walk to Remember? The Notebook? Titanic? You can't tell me that people don't love to feed on romance.

I was going to recommend these books to my hopeless romantic friends too, but I don't think they would want to really take the time to read the book. I will summarize instead.

This book started pretty well, or actually, really good. This book foreshadows plenty. I had feelings of what was going to happen, and then as I read, I realized that I was right. Jack, a handsome older man has everything he's dreamed of wanting. -- Or at least that's what he thought. After being married for 15 years, right when the start of his fashion store, Julie's, he got too caught up in his business that his wife left him. He loved her, had his two kids with her. And in the end realized that she was a total bitch. After his marriage ended, he had only tried one more time with love. This time with a lovely french woman, a woman he adored so much. She didn't let him give her shit, she was a strong, smart woman. Then came the opening of another Julie's in Palm Springs (it was becoming a hit with the ladies! business was booming, more stores were opening, and he was instantaneously becoming rich.) Dori, that was her name, she was going to meet Jack in Palm springs when a car accident took her life away. Losing the love of his life made him the swinger he became thirteen years later, when he reached the high point. He was living the life of luxury. He was having Caviar and lobster for lunch in his office everyday, he was really enjoying the finer things in life. BECAUSE HE COULD. Jack, had an alluring personality, he was a charming man. He was sleeping with starlets and supermodels, not getting close to them, but being respectful. He bought them extravagant gifts, brought them to only the best places in hollywood/Los Angeles/Bel Air and was incredibly good in bed for an older man. His son, Paul gets married to a lady named Jan, who is one of the daughters of an ex-actress who won a, was it a grammy?, who gave up her carreer to marry a rich (no she wasn't a golddigger, cos' she had her own money, she gave it up for the man she loved and to have a family.) man named Matthew. The mom's name was Amanda. Amanda and Matthew weren't very fond of their son-in-law's father, mainly because of the way he was put in the media, and known for his playboy ways. After their children (Paul and Jan) are married for 3 years, things change. Matthew dies of a heart attack in his 50's. Amanda was left single, after a 23 year-old marriage. There was a big funeral, and Amada was stuck in depression for months. Her two daughters didn't know what to do. Around christmas-time, Jack throws a big party at Julie's and invites Paul and Jan. Jan is upset with Paul because they've been trying for a baby for 2 years, but nothing had happened. Paul refused to see a doctor. So as Paul was heading a meeting for work (he was an up and coming movie director) Jan headed to her mother's house and decided to let the truth out. Jan told Amanda of how her depression is severely affecting her daughters and pursuades Amanda to go to Jack's party with her, because she hadn't been out in months. At first Amanda doesn't want to go, but after her daughter told her it would be what Matthew would have wanted (a little white lie, that worked). Amanda got up and in a dress, fixed her hair, and with looked more youthful than ever. She looked the like the movie star she was 23 years ago. They go to the party, and Amanda sees friends, her actress girlfriends, whom she hasn't seen in years. She's stunning. Jack notices and they start talking. Amanda feels bad for the way she's thought of him in the past 3 years, but they end up leaving the party together to go out to eat, because Jan goes to pick up Paul, who's car gets towed. Jack and Amanda's friendship grows and they fall in love. They love talking to each other. Gladdie, Jack's faithful assistant, who never has fallen for Jack's charm with the ladies, suspects something and finds out about his secret love. Amanda's daughters notice how her mother is happier now and Jack's playboy ways have stopped. Within two months, their together and having sex. They later tell their children at a dinner party one night. The children aren't happy with this, finding out that their parents have been having sex with each other, especially at their age. Jack's only daughter, Julie, is the only supportive one. Later on, after an AIDS test (that came out good, no AIDS for them) they decide that they are old, and they were sure that nothing would happen. So they gave up condoms. six weeks later, Amanda is having probems with her body. Smells are getting nauseating, she's getting tired easily. Amanda faints in the crowd of superstars at a Grammy's Awards event, and so she goes to see her doctor. Her doctor doesn't know what's wrong with her, and tells her to go to the hospital to get a sonogram. Jack and Amanda just suspect they want to see if Amanda has anything in her stomach, an ucler, cyst, tumor, anything. thank goodness she doesn't. ITS A BABY. It was just as i predicted. Amanda was having a baby at age 50! crazy shit, huh? So they fight, Jack wants an abortion, Amanda doesn't wanna kill it. So they break up. For a while things are bad. She locks herself from the world, yet once again, and eats only ice cream and watches T.v all day. Jack becomes GoDziLLA at work and everywhere, and starts to look like a bum. Gladdie tells Jack to just call her, or go see her, because he was driving everyone at the office nuts. Her exact words were ''You're making us all candidates for prozac here" HAHA, i find that hilarious. So Jack goes to see her and they confess that the both of them thought they would die without each other, and so they decide to keep the baby. One night, they decided to tell the children again, at a dinner party for just the family. The kids were all expecting something like a marriage, but when Amanda tells them that she's going to have a baby, hell breaks loose and Jan feels terrible because she can't get pregnant, but her 50 year-old mother can. The next day Amanda tells Jack of how she wants to give the baby to Jan, and so they tell Paul and Jan. The next 6 months go by smoothly. Jack and Amanda try not to get attatched to the baby. AND in November, a month before she was due, Jan and Paul tell Jack and Amanda,their pregnant, and that they don't want their baby. WHOOOO. weird, yeah? So Jack and Amanda get happy, and they decide to get married because they don't want their baby to have unwed parents. They get married, four weeks before she was due. I predicted that she was going to have the baby that night, and SHE DID. She had to drive to the hospital in her new husband's red ferrari, because he was too drunk to drive. Her contractions were coming fast and by the time she was in the hospital, she was over 6 inches. --to late to give her drugs. she demanded drugs though, so while the contractions came, she was on morphine. She was in labor two hours and getting to tired to push, so the doctors helped her out and out came a baby boy. HUGE BOY. he was 10 lbs, dude. So story ends with a new baby, and parents the age of 50-something (Amanda), and 60-something (Jack).

-The ending is why this was called SPECIAL DELIVERY, but there was no way of knowing that until i got 3/4 the way of being done with the book. It was an okay book, pretty good. Ms. Steele has her way with words, and as a writer myself, i admire that.

Kathy, Over & Out.