The past two years of my life I've spent trying to make it completely on my own. I didn't want anyone's help, even when I needed it, and I didn't want anyone's sympathy. And admittedly, sometimes I did take more help than I gave credit for. But after all this time of trying and trying to be completely independent.. to break away from all the motherly hand holding... I just want to be held and have someone tell me that things will eventually be okay again.

Well, don't worry, I've fully thought of the dangers of putting myself in this position (ie: having to keep a bat to keep the swarming mobs-o-ladyfolk off), and I'm still fully confident in my decision. My next purchase is a bass guitar. I just wouldn't be able to get the set right now, what with all my plans of going on a trip soon. But an acoustic bass I can do. From there, it's a one way ticket to funky town baby, and I'm your captain, Mr. Llama Man.