LightFolf

Right now, I keep them in the bottom drawer of my desk, with an old pair of boxers draped over top and some other junk in there. I have my own room, which nobody should be going into (especially once they install my damn lock!), but it's part of a suite in the dorms that I share with 3 other guys. Last time I was home for a good stretch of time, I just had them sitting around with something draped over top of them, dirty laundry, or whatever. My bedroom is in the basement, and at that time, hardly anybody was going down there, and nobody had any reason to go into my room. If they did, they'd probably turn around and leave right away and ask me why it was such a mess. But I digress... I dunno...if anybody found them, they probably wouldn't say anything to me. I think their only concern would be that I'm throwing the used ones out quickly. If they said anything, I'd probably lie and say that I sometimes had some problems at night, but that I had been to the doctor about it, and try to leave it at that. Prior to that, when I was at school, I'd hide them under my dirty laundry pile: nobody in their right mind would ever look there. I think I may have also kept them inside of a cardboard box in my closet that had something fairly light on top of it, but somebody would've really had to poke to find them. I think part of the reason I don't have them in the laundry pile now is that the way I'm storing other things in my closet (like a microwave I don't need right now, but will later) I wouldn't have a good place for the diapers. I just placed an order for a couple of packs, tho, so I may have to rethink my "hiding" place...since it's just in a drawer that anybody could easily open (although I'd have to wonder why they would...).

I know psychology isn't for everyone, but I told my psychologist yesterday, and I feel a LOT better. It was damn hard to do--I think I've been working up to it for almost a year. But I finally did it, and she reacted exactly as if I had told her something that we consider to be more "normal." She said that this sort of thing makes sense, and she said nothing to indicate that I shouldn't be doing it or that I should cut back. Before I told her any of it, since I was so apprehensive, she asked me a couple of questions that were I guess her criteria as to whether or not it was something to be concerned about. The second was a situationally more specific version of the first, so here's what I'd suggest asking yourself: Are you engaging in any self-destructive behaviors? For me, it was easy to say that I'm not. Feeling guilty about something I don't think would make it a self-destructive behavior. One of the things that has made me uneasy, too, has been interaction with other AB/DLs, specifically one online who has pressured me to do stuff, and who is also quite a bit older than me. On a personal level, I'm not very comfortable with huge age gaps in anything more than a friendship (I have good friends the same age as my parents). It's a personal thing, though, that this guy has made me uncomfortable at times, not a general statement. Anyway, I find I get uncomfortable about one kink or another I have because of other people who share it, but make me feel uncomfortable in one way or another. Maybe you've had a similar experience, with someone else who was into it doing something you weren't comfortable with. This is all my personal experience, tho...I feel like I could put in one of those disclaimers: "individual results may vary. No checks or CODs."

I've never been diagnosed, but I wonder sometimes about myself. So far my psychologist hasn't said anything, so I guess if I do, it's not that severe and I've just kindof taught myself coping skills. (Which is not to say that everybody can simply just 'deal with it' it's a matter of who you are and how it effects you.) I can really identify on the music thing. I've been told so many times not to study with music in because it'll distract me and I won't be able to process what I'm reading and all that, but I find it has the reverse effect. (Expcept Mozart, which is about the only thing people say is "ok" to study to...Mozart puts me to sleep.) I'll study to jazz, metal, prog rock, techno, j-pop, whatever I feel like or happens to appear on a randomly generated playlist on the computer. I test this out from time to time, too: When I read in a silent room, I distract myself, whether it's by getting stuck on something in the text and going off on a mental tangent about it, analyzing the writing style, or by thinking about something completely unrelated that popped into my head. When I read with music on, I can focus on what I'm reading. I think what happens is having music on occuppies the part of my brain that would otherwise be distracting me when I'm trying to concentrate. I often have music in my head when there isn't any on. Sometimes that'll distract me during class or during an exam (I'd probably do better most of the time if I could listen to music while taking tests, but I'm not complaining since my gpa is a 3.5 and rising). I also find it really hard to talk to people when a TV is on. The moving pictures keep catching my eye, and even if it's quiet, the sound will sometimes drown out what someone else is saying. I can also be rather absent minded at times...

I think I've gotten up to about 15 hours a couple of times, possibly a bit longer, but that's only from sleeping in one, and never with it more than slightly wet for most of that time. I kindof like sitting around in a wet one sometimes, tho (like right now). A messy one I have to change pretty quickly, as I don't like the smell, and as much as squishing around feels nice, it's just not worth the pain of cleanup for me (too much hair), especially given that I share a bathroom with people who I assume are non AB/DL. I wish the smell didn't bother me so much. Maybe I'll be able to last longer once I get my own place... I'd really like to mess a couple of times into the same diaper

Hehe I know a few people who wore t-shirts with that written on them, when Anne Coulter (conservative personality book writer type) spoke on campus here. I think the girls wearing the shirts were mostly lesbians (based on I know a couple of them were, and I think some of the others were dating them) which I guess adds something more to the quote. Now if we were looking for bad quotations, we could go with "a temporary disruption," Bush's words in reference to how Katrina will effect the gulf war.

I've never had to deal with that particular situation, at least directly, although one of my friends has (at least a similar version), and I've had to help friends out with a lot of different things. Anyway, you said you're asking for advice, so I don't feel funny about giving it. But this is just based on my own experiences, and everybody is different...sometimes even the same person is different. Anyway... Pipsqueak pretty much said what I would say, and in a shorter way. Just listening to her may be enough; certainly it's going to help. I would also suggest not trying to offer her advice unless she's looking for it, but use your own judgement on it.

I had just turned 13 when I really got to thinking about diapers. My dad was dating this weird obsessive woman at the time, and he wound up telling me (I think he said she was weird or something and I asked why) that when he had hurt his back, she told him she wanted to take care of him, bring him breakfast in bed, things like that, and that he could even wear a diaper so he didn't have to get up, and she'd change it. Being a curious person, I started wondering what it felt like to use a diaper. So, soon after (it was the summer, and I had a lot of time by myself) I made my own diaper out of plastic bags, paper towels, toilet paper, etc. I did that a couple of times, and didn't really have leaking problems, I just wet, tho. I kindof liked it, but it wasn't all that great, and it was a pain to get all set up, so I never really bothered again. I think I should note, that was the summer I also started to develop any sort of sexual awareness, so it may just be that I got curious about diapers at the same time I started pleasuring myself, and with them being in the same general period of time in my life, they got connected. But who knows. I was close to 19 when I first got real diapers (they were pull-up type ones actually), and they were great. Since then I've figured out that I like really really thick ones. Interestingly enough, when I was little, I more or less decided to stop wearing diapers on my own. At 2 1/2, I informed my parents one night that I was no longer going to wear a diaper to bed. We reached an agreement that if I was dry in the morning, I wouldn't have to wear one at night anymore, and in the morning I was dry. (I had already stopped wearing one daytime by then.) Like any kid, I had the occasional nighttime accident for a couple of years beyond that, although I also had some daytime ones, too. I didn't want to go to the bathroom unnecessarily, so rather than "waste" a trip to the bathroom only to discover I didn't have to pee, I'd tend to wait longer than I probably should've, or else I'd "test" to see if I really had to go, which entailed attempting to pee just a little wherever I was. While often I didn't need to go right that minute and didn't have any problems, there were several times when I really had to go, and as soon as the first drop got out, there was no stopping it. I eventually stopped doing that, but for a brief time when I was 17, I actually started doing the same thing on occasion, but stopped when a little actually came out--enough to make a small wetspot on my shorts--and I never tried it again. (Until I got diapers, anyway.) I think the last time I wet the bed, I was 9, or maybe even as old as 11, but I had strep throat and was feverish. Since getting diapers, tho, I will sometimes put one on when I'm sick, just in case, especially given that I seem to regularly dream about urinating. So far I've never actually done it when I have in a dream, which has been a surprise for me. Alright More info than anybody needed

At the risk of being conceited, I'm rather fond of my own twists on well-known quotations: "If life gives you lemons, return fire." (What I eventually came up with from my initial "If live gives you lemons, throw them back.") and "We'll burn that bridge when we come to it." I especially like to use this one. I tend to get strange looks when I say it. But I've heard a lot of other quotes I like, too, I just can't really remember them clearly. I'll see if I come across the random scraps of paper I've jotted them down on. As far as diapers go, tho, I've heard something to the effect of "diapers are like politicians." I forget exactly if it said something more like "they need to be changed for the same reason" or what...but I know you could get from it that they both should be changed frequently, or that they're both full of crap. I think I've seen it on bumper stickers.

To speak simply for myself, I wish to say that my initial posting started (or it was at least my intention) with answering the first questions posed, and later I discussed some of the things that had been discussed since then, in the way any conversation may evolve over time. I don't really feel like any particular criticisms or comments to the negavive apply to me, but feel free to let me know privately (elektrikhd@gmail.com) if you take issue with something I've said, and I can either explain what I meant, or come to understand why it bothered you, or both. The one thing I would ask, is not to be told that one person is "right" and I am "wrong." These are beliefs: we have no physical "proof" even though each of us knows our beliefs to be true within our own hearts. As I said previously, I may talk about my beliefs as if they're facts, but I try not to. The one thing I don't do, is say "this is how it is, and if you don't agree, you're wrong." Anyway, I don't want to go on as long as I have previously. This can be a very interesting discussion topic and I hope this is a discussion that will continue to function. I wasn't really aware initially, or else I forgot, that future events was part of the focus, but I'm happy to discuss those, too (just so long as nobody tells me I'm wrong because I do or don't believe something).

I like the sound of much of it. To be tied up, or even just have my hands bound up in mits so I can't use them, while in a diaper (a very very thick one) appeals to me a lot. Nothing too forceful, and no pain stuff, tho. I have some other fantasies, tieing into that, with having on really thick diapers, and it being kindof an embarassing thing, but really that only appeals to me in a fantasy...I wouldn't like it if I actually did it. I think, anyway. But being tied up while in a diaper gets me going.

I have to agree that wicca/paganism/witchcraft is not inherintly good or evil, it's what you do with it. The traditional labels of "black" and "white" magic I think relate more to the way in which magic is used, but there are certainly some forces which are simply malevolent. I'm quite aware of the fact that there are negative forces in the world. I can feel them, and I can see them at work. It's yin and yang, light and shadow: one cannot exist without the other. However, pentacles and pentagrams are NOT a sign of evil. To say that there is simply one "right" way and one "wrong" way is to oversimplify things, and to me smacks of Christian-Crusader supremacy. (Please note that I think Christianity teaches some great things, I just don't agree with the faith on a personal level.) Often times I have experienced people holding to a belief that if you're not with them, you're wrong, and against them. My understanding is that a pentagram with the point up is either neutral or else actually a sign of protection. A pentagram with the point down (2 points at the top) is an inversion, and can symbolize negative (a better term than "black" I think) magic. I would like to suggest the following logic (which I'm sure could be flawed in some way): how can a symbol and its inversion, or its negation, both be evil? The inverted cross is a sign of some sort of satinists or devil worshippers (I don't know the details)...so the pentagram in one of its directions should be good. I'm not pagan or wicca myself, and don't have a whole lot of interest in it anymore, but I do like its ties to nature and the natural world. I have at least one friend who is Christian Wicca. While she has had to work some things out on the Christian side of things, there are no conflicts on the Wicca side of things. I don't know much about Voodoo, but from what I understand, most of the conception of it being evil and about raising the dead is a product of Hollywood and close-minded fundamentalists who considered anything different from their religion to be evil in some way. There are some confusing aspects to it, to be sure, but I don't think we can so easily condemn every practitioner of a given belief system. And to look at the medieval examples of human sacrifice and such... Well, first, later generations have most likely realized the err of human sacrifice (and many sacrifices of living things, although I know some do occurr, chickens for example). Secondly, often times it only takes a couple of bad examples to brand an entire group as evil. To look at the Sodom and Gomorrah story, some male citizens of one of the cities wanted to have sexual relations with the male angels, and while the moral there was probably supposed to be "don't proposition somebody's guests for sex" it turned into "homos are evil." By a similar token, many people now believe Muslims to be evil, because several terrorists called themselves Muslim--when the terrorists were followers of a bastardized version of the faith. One of the things I've picked up from Buddhism, is that there are many paths to the same thing. While usually it's in reference to enlightenment, it really does apply to just about anything. Some paths take longer, and some paths just don't lead there at all, but there is more than one "right" way. I think many people are uncomfortable with that concept because it makes the world more complicated, and it means that there is a grey area. After all, people are all good and bad in varying degrees. I hope I haven't come across as too didactic, or stated my beliefs too often as facts. As humans, we tend to do that sort of thing frequently. There are things that we "know" that we don't have proof for, our beliefs, but we often state them as fact, which I think leads to a lot of disagreements. I've been guilty of it myself. The things that I "know," that are the basis for my beliefs are almost entirely personal incidents that probably don't have the same meaning for other people.

I'm not entirely sure what all you're saying, but part of moving on is talking about things, at least for some of us. Some of us just automatically move on, don't talk about our problems, don't think about our problems, simply just move to the next thing. Others of us need to talk about it, and sometimes need a hand getting through them. Sometimes I need a hand pulling through my stuff, but getting through it allows me to help others. Also, I find that helping others out helps me with my own problems. Now it is quite true that many of us can get stuck in our own problems and forget about the problems of those around us, but at the same time, we can virtually always find somebody else worse off than us, or with more immediate need, so if we always think about those others, when do we help ourselves (thus making us better able to help others)? It's a difficult balance to find, and I think it's different for each person, depending on what's going on in their life and the world around them. While it's true that the loss of a parent is bigger than the loss of a pet, if the loss of a pet is the biggest loss someone has felt in their life, they also have not felt anything worse to compare it to, and they are no less deserving of sympathy. Again, there is a matter of balance. The worst thing someone has experienced is as bad to them as the worst thing you have experienced is to you. But there are also times when we need to consider the flip side, and give someone else's problems more weight than our own. I know the feeling from the other end, as I've tried to make allowances for relatives who won't return my letters or phone calls, when I'm worse off than them, and all I want is contact, not money or solace or refuge. I don't think anybody can tell us what balance is right, though. I think we all have to find that for ourselves. At the moment, I'm looking into a way that I can give some time to helping with the disaster relief efforts. A good friend of mine is going down to New Orleans tomorrow to help...he's a bus driver, and going there with no lodgings expected, and not really expecting to get paid, either.

I've had that happen a lot, especially after messing. Also, if I masturbate while diapered, when I finish, I usually want to take it off and kindof forget about it. I suppose I still feel some guilt about the diaper thing. I had similar experiences when I thought I was straight and fantasized about women, although when I was finished, I felt like whatever I was fantasizing about was really stupid, and wondered why I didn't have anything better. (That 'problem' was solved a couple of years later when I started thinking about guys.) I don't think any of this means I'm not aroused by diapers, tho...otherwise, why would I have gotten into them in the first place? But it is kindof annoying, to do something, that I've been waiting for, built up to, and once it happens, I've had enough of it.

I have one question to raise, though... Are there any gay diaper lovers who AREN'T looking for action? Beyond hanging out in diapers, I'm not really looking for anything yet. Over on the Rainbow forum, almost everything is something like "daddy looking for boy to adopt" and something like that. I'm happy to chat with anyone, but I like to chat with other gay guys, because that's one more thing we have in common. And on a side note, I know what reel to reel tapes are, too. My dad brought one home from his parents' house when I was a kid, and I loved the thing. I forget what all was on the tapes...I think Chicago, the Alman Brothers, and some random other stuff. I had it in my room for a while when I was 9 or 10...it was pretty neet.

I'm not entirely sure what exactly I believe in. I think it's actually easier for me to tackle the god question. In the Christian sense, I don't believe in God. I don't believe there is some great male-aligned figure lording over all of our lives, at least not in the sense that I have heard it talked about by many. I do believe there is some sort of higher order (I hesitate to call it a higher power) to things, but something very intangible that we don't really have words to describe, and even the wordless concepts within our own minds don't quite describe it. I would consider Karma to be part of this force. If this is god, then god resides in all of us, and in everything, living or inanimate, the air we breathe, simply everything. I believe that we have souls, and by extension ghosts. I 'theorize' that souls are an energy form that has yet to be really measured by scientific means. I believe in the strange and unexplained, although I've never called it magick, magic, mahdjihckk, or whatever the term. I've just simply accepted it as something that is. Pyrokinesis, telekinesis, telepathy, clairvoyance, etc, are the main things that I feel confident really do exist. I suppose I'm more spiritual in some of my views on these things, though. There is a '6th' sense of some sort, although I think the scope of it is broader than what most people consider it to be. Some people see auras, some people hear voices, some people see other things or spirits, some people feel presences. I consider myself to have the last ability, although I would tend to think it's rather weak, as I don't feel any sort of 'residue' of a presence, only something immediate, and I can't really tell anything about it, it's just sortof "Oh, there was something here just now. Yup. I have no idea what it was." Although I suppose I might have some sort of bizarre nerve disorder, too, which accounts for the odd feelings I get from time to time. While there are scientific reasonings behind a lot of things happening--natural disasters, global warming, etc--I have to wonder if they're symbolic of something, especially when they seem to strike the same part of the world with higher frequency than before. What it means, I'm not entirely sure, although I think it might be a suggestion by natural forces that things are not going in the right direction. Part of me wants to believe that there will be some sort of major change or event, giving way to heightened awarenesses and such, but at this point I still feel like it's something from a story. I tend to move slowly in coming to decisions on...I guess I could say the metaphysical, but I think that's too narrow. I don't expect to figure it all out in this life, and I don't need to. I simply like to know, and I figure I've got at least one more lifetime ahead of me...and even if I never work it all out, that's not really important. After all, there are some things I would rather not know.

I was 13. My dad had an obsessive girlfriend at the time, and he mentioned to me that she wanted to take care of him (he had a back injury) and that she'd bring him meals in bed, and he could use a diaper so he didn't have to get up. I thought it sounded pretty weird, but I also got to wondering what it felt like to wear a diaper. I think I would've wondered about it eventually, even if the concept of diaper-wearing hadn't come up then. Anyway, I made my own out of plastic bags, toilet paper, paper towels, and things like that. I did that a couple of times and wet it. It was kindof interesting, but after that summer, I didn't think much about doing it again. I was 18 when I started thinking about it again, and nearly 19 when I tried it again, that time with a real diaper. I found that experience quite nice, not merely interesting.

I remembered the dream I had the other night involving diapers. I don't think I actually had one on in the dream, tho. I was somewhere with a group of people, and chatting with a guy who liked them, and had one on. He said he liked to use one while riding in a car, so I agreed to drive around a bit, just around a few blocks in the local city. I had a much nicer car than I really do. He was squatting on the passenger seat while he messed his diaper, and I came back to the place where everyone was, and as we came inside, I realized he was kindof smelly, and I hoped the smell hadn't gotten stuck in my car. I moved to sit somewhere across the room with some other people, but his odor started to spread, other people noticing it and starting to complain, although they didn't know what the source was. He seemed rather pleased with himself, tho. Not really the best dream, for me at least. I don't like the stinky aspects, and I felt like the guy in my dream was being inappropriate, deriving pleasure out of subjecting others to his stink. I suppose it represents the line I see in this kink and many others, just of how much is ok depending on where you are and what's going on.

All the other topics on here seem to be somebody looking for somebody else, I think a couple were more friendly, just for meeting up in a local area, without some sort of playing around attached to it, but I couldn't tell for sure... Anyway, it's not that I'm against doing stuff, or anything like that. I think it's great that others feel comfortable with doing all sorts of stuff, and that it works out for them. It's just not the thing for me. I do like meeting people, but I like doing it without someone's expectation of me doing something with them hanging over me. Anybody else feel the same? Anybody else just wanna talk about liking diapers and being gay/bi/lesbian/trans/anywhere else under or over the rainbow?

I've had a few dreams along the way, and then a few in quick succession lately, which made me decide to go ahead and sign up here. I can't remember all of them...usually it's no big deal I'm wearing one, tho. Often I don't have anything over it, so people can see it, but they don't care. I remember clearly pooping in one in a dream once, completely involuntarily, tho. I don't normally like to mess a diaper, but in that dream it felt nice. I think I've wet a couple of times in dreams (and also dreamed that I was peeing in one form or another several other times). When I've woken up from those, I'm always worried that I've wet the bed, but so far that hasn't happened. And if anybody has any insight as to why peeing might appear in my dreams frequently, I'd love to hear it Anyway, the diapers are usually very thick, the way I like them (or at least like to fantasize about them), and often enough are kindof big, sometimes baggy. Once or twice I've had a weird effect of sortof being able to see the inside of the diaper in my mind's eye while dreaming. I guess in some ways, I dream about diapers being how I'd like them to be: very thick, very strong and leak-proof, and perfectly acceptable in any situation, public or private. With any luck, I'll remember one more clearly soon, or have another that I can share. The last dream that would be at all related to this that I can remember clearly was a bit...kinkier, or more extreme in a way... I enjoyed it, tho.

It's funny, I was more comfortable with the whole diaper thing initially than I am now. I guess part of it is that I've thought about what could be described as the 'ramifications' or 'consequences' of it, and that gets me down at times. I like to wear diapers, and I feel good when I'm wearing them. Not in the sense that I need them to feel good, it's just a good feeling, a bit different from other good feels I get from other things. I don't really feel guilty about it, although sometimes after masturbating while wearing one, I get a weird feeling of "well, that was kindof pointless" or something like that, and don't feel like staying in the diaper any longer. It's not every time, tho, although many times I do get aroused from being in one. The part where I get bothered about this is when it comes to relationships. I sometimes feel like my interest in diapers is going to make it very difficult, if not impossible, for me to find somebody I can spend my life with. It's not something you can easily bring up early on, but I feel like it'd be hard to work my way into a relationship, only to have to reveal it and probably have things start going in the other direction. The issue gets partly more complicated by other kinks I have, but I don't think any of them are anything I could simply give up at this point in my life. Still, I sometimes find myself wishing that I didn't have any kinks... Hell, I'd be happy if bondage was the only 'kinky' thing I had an interest in. That said, I've had a lot of fun RPing all sorts of things online, although I've also had too much fun with it, as at one point I had become dependent on playing around online. I've gotten past that, but I realize there's always the risk that it could happen again. I don't really know where I'm going with this...I think I was going to say something of use, and this just wound up being all about myself. Maybe somebody can find something of use to them in what I've said, tho.

Seeing a lot of this discussion makes me feel good (even though some of it is about negative stuff) because I know there's others out there who feel more the way I do. I've been pressured (elsewhere) to meet up with someone to play, which I will only do hesitantly, and only after I know someone well...and I don't know this guy well, and despite the fact that I tell him I'm not comfortable with having someone play "daddy" to me, he keeps talking about that, keeps calling me "baby" even though I'm not an AB and I've told him that... And then he acts like there's something wrong with me for being hesitant to do anything, for saying that's not really what I want, and when I'm not wearing a diaper. I knew it wasn't the whole community, but it's still good to see others who aren't just looking for a quick hookup or something like that. And just to note, I have no problem with ABs, it's just not my thing, and I'm not comfortable with most of the roles associated with it, whether I'd be playing it, or someone else would be playing it while with me...it's personal reasons for it, kindof complicated, but like I said, I don't have a problem with any of it.

What about a support group for diaper users (ab, dl, incontinent, etc) who have lost one or both parents in one way or another, especially during childhood? I don't really know for sure, but I would think there might be a lot of us out there with some similar experience disrupting our childhoods, other than abuse (and I don't mean to minimize the impact of abuse on anybody's lives, I know many survivors). I'm tired right now, so hopefully my coherence isn't slipping away too much. I'm suggesting this in the open, with the idea that it might be something others haven't thought of saying, or were afraid to bring up. -LightFolf

Hi- I'm new here, but I've been at least diaper curious for a while. When I was little, I actually decided that I no longer needed diapers, rather than being forced out of them (although I had the occasional accident because I didn't want to be going to the bathroom when I didn't really have to pee). When I was about 13, my dad mentioned that his girlfriend at the time had been getting to be too much with wanting to take care of him (he'd had a back injury not long before, but he was getting around fine), even to the extent of putting a diaper on him so he wouldn't have to get out of bed anything. I thought it sounded kindof weird, but I also got to wondering what it would feel like, and that summer I made my own diaper out of plastic bags, toilet paper, paper towels, and anything else that seemed like it would soak up liquids. I did that a couple of times and it worked pretty well. Anyway, I mostly forgot about it for a few years, but started coming across stuff more or less by chance online when I was 18. I've done a lot of cybering/roleplaying online involving a wide range of things, and somebody mentioned diapers, I saw some diaper-related art, and got curious again. About the time I turned 19, I bought my first pack, and have bougth them twice more since them. I'm 21 now. It's not a 24/7 thing for me, sometimes weeks go by and I hardly think of diapers, other times I want to slip one on every night. I've gotten increasingly nervous about buying them for some reason, which is why I've only bought them the 3 times in a period of 2 years. I'm also a college student, and while I've had a bedroom to myself the whole time, sometimes it's just not a good time to do it. Anyway, that's probably more of an introduction than necessary. I tend to get long-winded. I guess I'll talk to you all later- -LightFolf