Already,the "happy new year's" are beginning to faid against the muted sobs of yet another battered woman known as "Your Bright Future In 2006"m like an escaped convict talking futily top God as the dogs hunt him down. I am trapped on dial-up now, and am waiting for word from a beautiful woman whose keys I should have stolen. Life is dismal and wrong.         Long-and-short?: Nothing new to report here.