I'M BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yeah, so I am SO sorry about this. I don't know if any of you will even be checking back here, so I hope the word gets out to those of you who were regulars. I'll tell you that we lost our internet connection when one of the former (yes, FORMER) lameass roommates disconnected the phone line rather than changing the name. SO, we got a new phone number, which fucked up our DSL. We had no phone line for me to connect to write in, but it didn't really matter because I had finals. So, finals ended, and let me tell you what happened...

I came home after my LAST test of my academic career exhausted and groggy having had only 3 hours of sleep the night before. I come home, sit in front of my computer, and begin to check my email when all my icons on my desktop disappear. Just disappear. I think it's no big deal, and I try to restart the computer. Doesn't happen. I keep trying. Nothing at all. I take it down to Comp USA where the man at the costumer service desk starts fiddling with it. While he's doing this, he starts asking me what I'm going to do with my life. For any of you out there graduating school, you know that is the worst thing to ask. I snap back, "I finished school an hour ago, can you give me a break?" He starts telling me about how I spent all this money on school, then he stopped to correct himself, "I mean, your FATHER spent all that money on your school." Who the fuck is THIS dude? So, after he harrasses me about my directionless existence, he tells me my computer is dead and that everything on it is erased. Everything. Tears stream down my face as I ask him if he really means it. He does. I come home and cry for a few hours.

OLY SAVES THE DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He takes my computer to work and voila (sp?), I have a computer, and the DSL is reinstalled. Only bad part - all the files were erased. Sad. Well, he did everything he could, gave me Windows XP. Now, I'm back and better than ever with a shitload of time to finally fucking finish the RW review (now like 9 seasons later with no one on earth remembering or giving a shit about my season), and I can write my bio, and put up new pictures. I have a bunch of pictures from the Bostonian Final Show this year that are super cute, so I'm psyched for you to see it.

I hope that someone out there is reading this. Yey. Internet