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I feel for you. It really is difficult sometimes- I am in a very similar predicament myself. I have a 71 square that hasn't run in forever, and sometimes its impossible to justify laying on the cold ground, avoid the goats, crawling under the dirty, moldy, rusty car, and ripping out a fuel pump and putting it back in for the 20th time when there is a beautiful, soft, warm girl all lonely inside (how many people does it take to change a fuel pump?). What keeps me going is this: I fixed the headlights and the radio first thing. some nights, I just get a beer, and go sit in the car, sip the beer, and let the spirit off the car seep in a little. Sure, sometimes I get chased out by some monstrous cockroach, but usually I manage to touch something. I play with the hazard lights. I turn the high beams on and off. It just lets me know its alive in there, somewhere, and gosh darn it its gonna pull through. Its like your friends in a coma but you can listen to the little heart monitor and be reassured. Find the life, that's my advice. Savor it. The rest you can overlook. It may be early, but a name might be in order. Anything the anthropromorphise (take THAT, spell checker!) it to its rightful place by man's side Of course, I sound like a pseudo-mystical freak right now. But its true. Ask anyone. They'll back me up. -rj http://www.americaii.com/tango/demos/test/pictures/square.jpg