 Talk about envying. I think you're just jealous. Jealous? You just refuse to be happy for me. I'm working for a lawyer, making my own way and on the road to getting married, so you gotta reign all over my parade. If that's how you feel about me, then I cannot help you. Misty, you should meet with my supervisor and perhaps she can be of better assistance. I will. One thing's for sure, no one will be like you.