Ok so now you have made a few tags joined some groups things look well for you. Now you sit down and punch out a great tag sit back have a smoke and stare at your tag proudly for a few. Now you get that erking feeling that you want to show some one this brand new tag so you decide hell why not put it up for request. So you do. Tick Tock you sit and wait for the response to your new tag they come in one by one. Well you have time you decide to make another and then another tag womping them out one right after the other. You look, well there should be nothing to this you think to yourself, so you put all 10 tags up for request. You walk away from your computer because you know the kids will be home from school soon and your still in your housecoat. SO you rush around doing a few things to make it look like you have been slaving all day while your frozen rock hard steaks defrost in the microwave. Kids get home all is well you run in just to make sure all is fine on the net . God knows the whole damn world may crash if you walk away for too long. Making supper consists of peeling spuds run go see email then set table , run go see email. Hubby comes home from work you try hard to pass off that you slaved all day just didnt have the time to get to the store because you had so much going on here. Suppers over you feel that knot forming in your stomach you havent checked the comp in over 3 hours. You get kids bathed and in bed, snuggle up on the couch with hubby "ahhh I guess I should check that email today" you nonchalantly say. You rush in there to see. OH GOD you have lost connection this has to be the worst possible thing. So you quickly get back on line. You are sitting there in your sweats, hair jammed up in a scrunchie face not washed for the day. When you look and see 564 emails coming in, you already have 327 in your inbox. You begin to look at them they are requests for your tags. Oh how wonderful.... You gladly start making these tags for your loyal fans. Now it is 2am and you are still making tags for them friggin people. You swear to god you are never doing this again. How is it possible there can be so many different spellings for a name like Terry. Geez... there should be a law against this. Finally at 4:30 am you finish the last tag and get it sent off. What a friggin night that was, you swear never again. Off you go to bed. The next morning wearing your housecoat after sending kids to school you walk to check your email. What is this you say looking at your inbox 678 emails, under your breath you say "Fer Friggin Sakes" then you open the first one up there you read :

Dear Tagger,

Thanks so much for the wonderful tag it made my day, you truly have a talent. You put a smile on my face, thanks for my wonderful tag.

Hugs

Terry

Ok so your next move is.....Open psp new image 400x400 call image "new Tag.