Vagabond Aventure with a Twist

Self,


I've made statements about moving back home with my parents and the reasons for doing so. As part of trying to figure out how to make it all work out I have been investigating other commute options for work. So on Wednesday of last week, I tried one of these options, The Metro Transit System.

Although, using public transportation is an adventure in itself, except to New Yorkers for whom its a way of life, in this case it's not the focus of the adventure. Riding the Los Angeles subway system allowed me to attend a free performance by recording artist, Goapele, in one of the outdoor corporate office plazas in downtown LA. She did a good job. For fans, she has a new project that is due to be released this summer, so look out for it.

Sincerely,
Pharaoh

2010 BET AWARDS

Self,

I'm sure most folks know that the 2010 BET Awards aired on Sunday night. My mom and aunt turned it on to watch in the family room while we were having dinner.

I couldn't believe I was watching it. I kept zoning out thinking about the episodes of Boondocks that commented that BET was evil and trying to destroy the African-american community. I don't know how to feel...part of me felt the Boondocks is right...watching this show was madness. At teh same time I am somewhat pleased to know that there those out there honoring our musically talented individuals (not everyone signed with a record label is a musician.) I think realistically I watched about 30 minutes. I saw Queen Latifah open the show, a bit of Alicia Keyes individual performance, and the tribute performances to Prince for his lifetime achievement award. Otherwise I was running for the hills for something else to watch...and that was ABC's "Scoundrels" which I actually like and "The Gates" which is slightly intriguing based on how they have written the 2 episodes I've seen so far...we'll see if "The Gates" can keep my attention.

Anyway did anyone else see the BET Awards, if so what did you think.

Biting Back

Self,

Ok I may be a little late with this and everyone has heard about this but I have to ask about it. I just saw a video clip about a new product/tool/device. It's female condom. Unlike other female condoms though this one has an internal set of hooks or "teeth" that are design to burrow into a male's penis if he rapes the woman. Obviously, this is suppose to be extremely painful to the man (a type of instant punishment,) supposedly while on the man will not be able to urinate, and it can only be removed by medical professionals.

Here's the link;
http://cnn.com/video/?/video/health/2010/06/21/seg.cohen.condom.teeth.cnn


So it hoped that this device will be a deterant to rapists. However the question was raised as to rather this instrument will give woman a false sense of security considering it can't actually PREVENT them from being raped, it just will allow a quicker response to issue justice.

The next question that I would raise is.... Could the use of this device lead to a rise in women being violently sodomized? And while we are talking about the posterior end of the human anatomy, could this condom work in the anus, and therefore could be used by men?

What are your thoughts on this?

Sincerely,
Pharaoh

Lakers Parade

Self,

I just happen to be off yesterday, which was the same day that the Lakers held a parade through the streets of Los Angeles to celebrate the victory over the Boston Celtics during the NBA finals.

And before anyone think I'm trying to be a "hater" I must say i applaud the Lakers for their hard work and achievement.

But when I rolled out of bed to find the parade on the news because my mom was recording it for my brother who was working.

So the coverage broadcast was on and of course they interviewed the players and members of the Laker organization, and that was fine. I felt ....odd hearing some of the interviews when they picked people out of the crowd of fans. I mean I understand fans being happy that their favorite team won, and the fans wanting the team to do it again next year...like I said I get it.

But a few fan responded to the question; "How did if feel to watch [The Lakers] pass by on that float, with words like "Amazing" I evenr heard one lady say "best moment of my life" REALLY???? It was the best moment of your life to watch someone leaning against a guardrail and wave. I'm sorry your life has been that hard. I don't think I would be able to say the same if it was Oprah, the Queen of England, or Priness Diana, doing the waving....well maybe Diana if she had come back to life....OK maybe Morris Chestnut or Boris Kodjo if they were standing there naked and waving.

I wonder if that woman really understood what she said. The best moment of her life was watching some group of guys celebrate a momentous achievement in their lives. WOW! I would think the best moment in someone's life would belong to that person. I could see if she said if she had court side seats for Game 7 having been the best moment of her life...Ok I see it...it would be like having seen Michael Jackson in concert (sadly I won't have that opportunity.) It's not really your moment but it is a special experience that a person should claim. But watching a parade?

Anyway I think I've gone on long enough and my point has been made.

Sincerely,

Pharaoh

And So It Begins...again

Self,

I almost knew this would happen, even though I'm not sure how are feel about it. Almost the entire time I lived on my own...I couldn't buy a date...for the most part, that's not completely true but close.

Now that I have moved back in with my family...folks seem to be coming out of the woodworks as it were.

In the past week I have had 3 "Go-see's." As in I went to GO SEE who this person is. Well the first one, we were planning ot meet at a Starbucks, but it was closed and we just stood in the parking lot and talked for a bit. He's 34 about 5'7" tall. has 2 kids and lives pretty close. FOr the most part his attraction to men is what led to the divorce of him and the mother of his 9 and 6 year old children.

The second go-see was just yesterday on father's day. In the early afternoon someone I had been texting said they were on my side of town so we did meet at Starbucks and chatted until he went to be treated for a father's day meal by his 19 year old son. This guy is 35. is supposedly living with his sister who was recently laid off from work so he's helping her. He says he has a house in which he rent rooms out to students from the local Cal State University. He isn't out.

The third was also yesterday much later in the evening. We met at a Denny's chatted over sundaes. He's 35 about 6 ft tall. no kid and lives in Los Feliz....which is RIGHT down the street from where I use to live....we both joked about not having met before I moved.

They all seem cool, so we'll see what comes of each situation.

Sincerely,

Pharaoh

Undies

Self,

Ok, so I've been open about my underwear fetish, and now I have a dilemma.

The other night as I was getting ready for bed I decided to take a shower as that final step to unwind. So I selected some undies to wear for when I got out the shower.

I won't say it was my favorite pair, but I like the material and the cut. So imagine my surprise when I got ready to put them on after drying off and everything and I notice the tag show that the size was wrong. I'm now a 32-34 waist and these were 36-38. I put them on because it was late and I was sleepy, I didn't feel like looking for any other. They didn't fit...right. I mean yes I was able to still put them on, but I didn't necessarily liked the way they fit.

So I'm not sure what to do, should I just toss this pair of underwear in the trash? I mean I still like the color, and the material. NO I'm not the type to spend $20-30 on a single pair, nor am I a brand whore, so it's not like it was expensive....but put them in the trash?

I guess seeing it all spelled out in front of me, it really isn't a dilemma, in fact I guess it's rather silly. They're going in the trash. =(

Sincerely,

Pharaoh

I Was not ready for this..

Self,

A friend from my book club sent this link like a week ago but I had not open the email until today.

In the subject line it said; "Y'all not ready."

Lord have mercy, I was not ready. And honestly, I'm not sure how I feel about it. Let me hear your feedback.

Sorry the text is so large, it doesn't look that why when I composed this post.

Sincerely,

Pharaoh

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I Think She Did it Again!

Self,

I know a while back I mentioned I found this artist Janelle Monae, and was really feeling her song "Sincerely, Jane"

Well I think she did it again, here is her new single, off her new album, The Archandroid. I have to add that my Aunt told me about this one.

Check it out.

Tightrope

And just because I love it, Here's the Video for her track "Many Moons" from the album Metropolis. The opening music before the "Emcee" start speaking is from the song "Sincerely Jane" I wish there was a video for that song.

Sincerely,

Pharaoh

Open but Protected????

Self,

So the other day I was talking to Duke Darktomahawk (Double D)and the topic of some of my past relationship and how currently there are a few people who I see not as dating potentials but as "my brothers." LOL Some that a good thing to see as brothers...rather anyone else believes it or not.

But Double D asked;

"What will it take for someone to get beyond that "brother" stage?"

Well like I told him....I don't really know. It got me to thinking and I guess the point he was trying to make is that maybe I'm too guarded....some may say I'm being too picky....maybe even shallow.

So the question is how do you open the citadel without being ransacked? I ask because almost like clock work as I predicted, as soon as I moved back into my parents' house, a couple guys have made there presence known to me. Now I'm not sure if they are looking for just sex or something else. I know that if I decide all I want is sex then that's all it will be. But if they want more and all I do is keep them at arms length and just put them in the trick bag....how can it go anywhere? I mean I guess it comes down to the question of how do you get over or move pass the fear of being hurt/used/abused/mistreated by someone to give them and yourself the chance to love each other? (This is a question for all, not just me.)

Sincerely,

Pharaoh

Late, but Better Than Never

Self,

I'm a little late writing about this but I feel compelled to do it anyway.

This picture is the work of an artist whose gallery opening I had the pleasure of attending thanks to a friend from NYC.

Of course the show was back in May he early part of the month. I'm at work one Friday, and I get a text from my buddy Mr. Six-No Trump from NYC saying "I'm in LA." I'm like Bitch let a brotha know, so I can plan for it. Anyway we get to hang out at the hotel he staying at and is hanging out with a friend of his who is the artist for the show he invites me to the next night.

The artist's name is Mickalene Thomas, check out some of her work here. This piece isn't on the website but it was y favorite at the opening I attended. I was told it one of her older pieces. While I was attending the opening I had the chance to meet Vanessa Williams who played Maxine in the "SoulFood" Series on Showtime and she also was one of Wesley Snipes crew in "New Jack City"....Not to be confused with Vanessa L. Williams who is a former Miss America winner and was married to my baby daddy, Rick Fox.

I just had to share so I hope you appreciate it. I'm always glad to "discover" artists that are doing their thang!

Sincerely,

Pharaoh

Hold On!

Self,

For those who are unaware , this weekend June 11-13 is LA Gay Pride, hosted by the City of West Hollywood.

I normally would avoid the commotion, however I was told that the original members of the group En Vogue were going to perform last night. I love En Vogue. I went to see them.

It was great to see them, ....even though I was late to get there.

Sincerely,

Pharaoh

I Got Silly Friends

Self,

Ok so this morning I sent my usual text greeting folks.

Sometimes it's just good morning...some times I try something silly. Today was a silly day.

I sent out a text:

"Wassup Dogpound"

the first and funnies response I got was from my boy NYSuitor;

"Meow. Hiss."

I fell OUT! I know I'm tickled by the simplest things.

Sincerely,

Pharaoh

The Vagabond Adventure Continues....

Self,

Technically this is my second week as a vagabond, but there hasn't been much adventure to have.

The most I've done so far was drive to attend my cousin's graduation ceremony and celebration.

Today I am actually sitting in in another CB. I happen to catch Double D at home and we are YIM/webcam chatting. I never been able to do this before mutually...I've chatted with folks who let me see them on their webcam but I never had a cam until I got this new laptop. It was fun....even though technically we were still just IMing since the audio on my side was jacked because it's so loud here. but it was cool to know we could see each other.

What was interesting was while I was chatting with Double D I saw what appear to be and mother and her young daughter (maybe 10-11) sit and just chat...I thought it was cool don't know what they talked about but I imagine it to be quality time spent together.

Sincerely,

Pharaoh8

Milestones

Self,

Well although I'm still staying at base-camp this week. This vagabond hasn't had much of an adventure lately. But this post isn't really about me.

I just wanted to write a short note recognizing that the first of my younger cousins on my mom's side of the family is now a High School graduate. The story is that she will be attending UC, Riverside in the fall. She is a graduate of California Academy of Math and Science. This is a very unique prestige school located on the campus of California State University of Dominguez Hills. She is the 3rd graduate that I know of from that school and like the ones before her, her association with the school will lead her to success.

Suffice it to say, we all are proud and we celebrated her achievement the evening of June 9, 2010. My only wish is that she was going away to school, rather than going to school locally.

Sincerely,
Pharaoh

Madness

Self,

I know I'm gay....and I know many would assume that watching good looking men display athletic prowness and getting sweaty, to be a given pasttime for gay men.

However, I think the fanticism that people have toward sports is just madness. I'm at my parents house it's Game 2 of the NBA Finals (Lakers v. Celtics) and this house has come to a stand still except for me. There's all kinds of things to get done around here. My brother left his room in a mess. My mom hasn't finished some of the things that I need her to do in order for me to finish moving in to my "new" bedroom but all eyes are glued to the big flat screen TV in the family room. Chips and dips have been placed on the table and comfortable seats are being warmed by various glutius maximi (not sure of the plural.)

I mean let the Lakers (the household favorites) send me a check for the hours spent watching them....then it might make sense to me....but otherwise I don't get stopping in your tracks to watch...maybe it's just boring to me.

Sincerely,
Pharaoh

Move Update: A Vagabond Adventure - Night 4

Self,

Well Thursday was a bit out of the ordinary. The reason I was staying with N-V was because he was close to the Van Nuys office I was working in for the week. However Thrusday, I had to report to my usual office in Glendale for a writing class for work. Base-camp is actually just a little over halfway between the two offices but closer to Van Nuys than Glendale, which means it would take a little longer to get to the Glendale office from there and I have to be there earlier than I need to be at the Van Nuys office. I forgot to reset my alarm to account for the adjustment. Fortunately, there wasn't any traffic snags and I made up some time on the road.

The class wasn't what I expected, not sure I learned anything new since it was suppose to be about "technical writing" but it turned out to be more about how to make your writing more engaging. Anyway I only mention it because it was the reason I was back in Glendale. So after work, I went to the Coffee Bean there to get online. N-V was removing everything out of the basement and I told him I would be there by 5:30pm to help as much as I can.....I missed that mark by a lot. But when I finally did arrive, N-V and his Piece-de-jour were in the backyard. N-V had finished emptying the basement and was watering the plants, while Piece-de-jour was just keeping him company. I took a short breather and stuck my feet in the pool.

And really that was about it. Mr. One-date arrived and hong out for a bit the three of them when walking to exercise and ended up eating at the Thai BBQ place I had went to a couple days before. While they wer gone I just rested, took a hot shower and eventually went looking for another CB to get online. But that was kinda a bust since the battery on my laptop died and it seemed like none of these stores had accessible outlets. SO I just went back to base camp which is when I found out that their walked turned into dinner.

I let N-V know that was going to be my last night there, but he almost insisted that I come back next week. And depending on how things go at my parents over the weekend....I may take him up on it.

Sincerely,
Pharaoh

Move Update: A Vagabond Adventure - Night 3

Self,

So lets keep rolling. Fast forward through the work day.....it was the usual kind of day.

So I get off work and go to Out Of The Closet to donate an old fish tank that I had in the garage and riding in the back of Thunderbolt since I moved everything out on Monday, Memorial Day. OotC is like Goodwill accept the they money they raise from their sales go to helping Aids patients and research. It was only suppose to be 10 minutes away from work, but the traffic made it like 25 minutes. In turn, getting back to the area around "base-camp" became like a 45 minute drive. I stopped at a Coffee Bean (CB)to go online where I've been writing these post. (Also aside from the Wi-fi being free, I love Coffee Bean....its better than Starbucks, but that's just me...shot out to CB fan/patrons.)

So earlier I had a text convo with N-V saying that I was going to cook because I couldn't take eating out anymore....lol I needed real food. I was going to buy a few cheap pots to use but he said he had some. So when I finished at CB I went to base camp to check out what he had and if he was home, take any suggestion as to what he wanted to eat....plus he wanted to go rent a ladder which was why I had to get the fish tank out of my car to make sure we had space for this ladder. I get to the house, N-V isn't home so I call and he said he was in the store getting stuff to barbeque and would be home in like 10 minutes.

So I just chill out and wait for him. Although it took longer than 10 minutes, N-V arrive with Mr. One-date from the night before, with a few bags of groceries. N-V was determined to barbeque. He had hamburgers, turkey burgers, hot dogs, hot links, and a slab of baby back ribs. Not one vegetable. He go out and starts the fire, while we waitfor the fire to get hot, they apparently also bought some wine and started drinking. Since no veggies were present, I decide that would be how I'd contribute to the meal and tell them that I'm going to run to the store.

When I return from the store, I put the bags on the counter. As I'm standing there I can hear running water and make sure the kitchen sink isn't running and it wasn't. I walk down the short hall towards "my" room and bathroom. I find the toilet running over and the marble floor flooded. I go to inform N-V of the situation and Mr. One-date announces that he is leaving and that he'll talk to N-V tomorrow.

I am of course confused because before I went to the store I was told we were all eating together. While N-V is in the bathroom, mopping the water off the floor he tells me that Mr. One-date (who is Armenian) made a comment about black people that N-V didn't like so he sent him home. (I think N-V identifies himself as "blatino.") I don't know what the comment was, didn't ask, I just didn't want it to be something I said or did that sent Mr. One-date away.

When N-V finished mopping the bathroom floor he thought to go check the basement/storage room that's right under the bathroom. It was flooded there too. He decide to call his handiman. It would seem that the basement had be flooded if for a while and that was the reason that there wasn't any hot water that first night I took a shower because the water put out the pilot light on the water heater. LOL I just wanted it to be clear that the problem was not from anything I did!

While N-V handled with the bathroom flood, I was cooking.... in the dark. I hate trying to cook on the grill in the dark. N-V had put some turkey burgers on the grill while I was gone. They were about burnt. I had bought some pepper and garlic salt and seasoned the baby back ribs, then put it on the grill. I made green beans to go with everything, N-V still wanted hot dogs. So I put that on the grill also while the ribs were cooking. And despite cooking in the dark, everything came out pretty good. We ate and chatted. Then like 11pm N-V's piece-de-jour showed up and shortly there after They went upstairs and I climbed into my sleeping back and passed out.

Sincerely,

Pharaoh

Move Update: A Vagabond Aventure - Night 2, part 2

Self,

So I left off talking about the black dude talking to the white chick in the Coffee bean.

Anyway, I finish online and leave Coffee Bean. I call N-V to asking him for a recommendation for some food. he suggested a place not too far away but south of base-camp and the freeway. I make my way over to the place...only for it to appear closed for the night. I call for another suggestion and he comes up with Denny's...located about the same distance away but NORTH of base-camp. I decided to explore what else in where I am at before going to Denny's and luck up on Thai BBQ place that I give a shot, since Babybro said this could be an adventure.

I get back to base-camp just as N-V sends a text saying he went to Wal-mart using a car that belongs to a friend who is upstairs in N-V's room chilling with his boyfriend. LOL base-camp is turning into a cheap thrills motel...lol and I'm being left out. I eat my food and chill in my room playing music on the laptop. I hear N-V come through the door, so I meet him in the kitchen and we talk. I ask him about the hot water and he's shocked to hear about it so we walk through the house testing different faucets and apparently the kitchen and the "my" bathroom are on a seperate water heater than the rest of the house. During our conversation we work out that I can stay the rest of the week. He ask that one day while I'm staying there to take him to rent a ladder so he can clean the chanderlier and then remembers he needs to set the trash out. I go with him to do that and when we come back inside, the bedroom door at the top of the stairs open and two guys step out and begin making their way down the stairs. I realize that I recognize one of them. N-V gives introductions, they walk outside and I tell N-V that I know one of them...and that we went on a date once. N-V starts singing "It's a Small World After All."

Of course, the one I recognize is N-V's friend and he comes back inside from having walked his boyfriend out. What N-V tells me they both live with family so this was a chance for them to be alone together. The three of us chat, I catch up with Mr. One-date, who then leaves and we both decide it's time to bed and we go to our rooms. I get my stuff and go to one of the other bathrooms upstairs to take a good HOT shower! I return to my room and see that there is a text from N-V that reads "Note to [Pharaoh], - get Facebook." I see that not having Facebook is starting to become a running joke. I asked if how he online and he says he's using his damn iPhone. It seems you can do just about anything with those things....except drive.

I eventually drift off to sleep.

Sincerely,
Pharaoh

Move Update: A Vagabond Adventure - Night 2

Self,


So after my first night staying with my friend, N-V (read about it here.) I manage to get to work with no problems with a wake-up call from Double D.


As usual while at work I have a text conversation with Babybro who ask about the move and in my frustration with the situation with my brother and his stuff in my room and me needing to stay with N-V for work, I joking say i'm living like a vagabond. And he says "well that sounds like an adventure." LOL leave it to the whipper-snapper to find a positive spin...from which the the title for this series of posts is derived.


After work I go try to find a place with free Wi-fi so I can get online to do some things....not facebook. So I find a "Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf" since their Wi-fi is free compared to Starbucks. I drive over to the location that seems to be the closest...only to find out that the address I found online was a grocery store, so it must be a kiosk inside...I didn't even bother to park, cause I figured that it wouldn't have Wi-fi inside. So I went back to "base-camp" and although it was not the plan, I fell asleep until about 8:30pm...even though I had planned to go to my weekly training class for 7pm.


When I wake up, I get up to go try a different Coffee Bean to get online. It's one I knew about because it was apart of the complex in which someone I dated last year lives. So I park, go inside order a blended mocha, sit down and pull out my laptop. Although I have never tried to use a public Wi-fi network before this moment I didn't think it would be too difficult. However I couldn't get access. So I ask one of the cashiers and she tells me that their network is not working. Great, right. So I'm feeling a bit silly sitting there looking a laptop that I can't do anything with since it's new and doesn't have any other software on it. So I text a couple people including Schehimazade. He's at home in NY and I start to have him look online for another Coffee Bean that is relatively close. (Although I like this place better they aren't as everywhere like Starbucks.) However I decide to try one of the other networks that ny computer detected and was able to connect to the one next door at "Pandera Bakery and Cafe." So I do the things I need to do online.


While I'm sitting there I, of course, pass the time watching the people around me. One of the most interesting exchanges I saw was this black dude try to pick up this white chick. He just stopped at her table and started talking to her, asking questions about her. I couldn't hear everything but he seem to come off very low-key, none of that "hey baby what's yo' name." I heard him say that he just wanted to know who she was, I don't know if they exchanged numbers or anything. But some how even to me from several feet away, his approach seemed a bit refreshing. Why don't gay dudes try this....lol particularly with me.


Sincerely,
Pharaoh

The Move Update: A Vagabond Adventure - Night 1

Self,

So as I've mentioned in the post on 6/1/10 I've moved back in with my famiy, but virtually homeless. So after I got everything out of my old apartment and to my parents house on 5/31/10, I had to find a place to stay for the week, perferably somewhere in the San Fernando Valley (near Sherman Oaks/Van Nuys, even better) because I would be working in the area all week and the commute from my parents house to the office would have been murderous on me. SO luckily a friend of mine is in town from NYC trying to sell a house that he inherited a couple years ago that is ideally located for my needs this week. He agreed to let me stay...thankfully!

So I unload the last of my stuff at my parents, scramble to locate enough clothes that I'll need for the week, then drive to my friend's empty house in Valley Village. I arrive while he is out, but he left the front door unlocked for me and informed me which room I could claim. (Initially I was only going to just stay for two nights then I would move on, but we have since worked out me staying for the whole week.) I make myself as comfortable as possible in a house with no furniture. I eat the food I brought from my parents cold because there's no microwave, and use my cell to chat with Schehimazade. My friend, N-V (iN-the-Valley since I don't know many folks who are,) walks in with some guy who is not his boyfriend who I was told was still in New York. From phone conversations with N-V I know they went to Cheesecake Factory and a movie...looked like a date to me but who knows. N-V makes introductions and we chat a while. They go upstairs to bed and I go to "my" room. I get ready to shower before going to sleep. The shower is ice cold. Not what I wanted after a day of getting sweaty and funky from moving. I am in and out of the shower FAST. I climb into the sleeping bag I brought, shivering at 2am trying to get some sleep before needing to wake up at 6:30AM to go to work.

Sincerely,
Pharaoh

Worst Fear....Made Real

Self,

One of the worst degrading/embarrasing things that I could imagine happening....happened. The only thing that would have made it worst would have been to have witnesses. Fortunately, there are none....and this may be the only evidence of the event aside from my own memory.

I can't express the depth to which I feel. Just horrible. The one bright spot - is that it is over.


Sincerely,
Pharaoh

PS Don't ask - I'll never tell. It's going with me to my grave.

M'done, m'done, m'done!

Self,

I AM SO FRACKING DONE!

I know that I've casually mentioned that I am moving. Well finally I can say I have MOVED. I have finally managed to move EVERYTHING out of my apartment. Dear Lord, I didn't know I had soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much stuff. Even after giving stuff away to Out of the Closet, friends or just putting it in the dumpster. I had a lot!

So now that everything is out of my apartment and the keys have been returned, I'm slightly homeless! I don't think I spoke about the what prompted this move, but in short it's a mutually beneficial arrangement. I've moved home with my family to help with the care of my aging grandparents and to save money to buy myself a house. That said, I'm homeless because at the last minute before this move began my brother decided he wanted new carpet in his room yep he moved all his stuff into the room I was going to move into, so my bed along with everything else went into the garage! =( And I love my bed....I am not happy about it being in there. So I also don't really have a place to sleep in the place I just moved into. I'm so annoyed....but I'm not going to ramble on. I'm Done.