Thank God for those commas, otherwise we'd have a Women-Theater-Homework-Midterm, and that sounds REALLY scary! I think it would probably have something to do w/ King Lear, or maybe Macbeth... //approaches the bar, grabs a grog// In college, I had a girl I dated off and on for 4 years, and I was positive that she was "The One." If I made a list of my view of a perfect wife, she had everything I wanted... and she got away. When I got to know the woman who would be my wife, she wasn't even close to "the list," but I found that she complemented me in a thousand awesome ways. It wasn't until thinking about it years later that I realized what I wanted and what I needed were two very different things. If I was to go back and give myself any advice, it would be to relax, don't stress about it so much, and just enjoy whatever time I had with whomever while it lasted. Wisdom and Clarity have a way of making themselves known with time, so just trust your gut and let go of the worry! Wow that got serious... //raises grog// To Leprechauns! I'll catch you one day, you sneaky little bastards!