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The past few weeks have been a crazy blur for Angelina. So much happening all at once, matches booked back to back because of these two separate women's tournaments. We've all seen many diva's whom we thought would succeed, drop like flies. While diva's we thought wouldn't make it out of the first round, managed to push the limits. One of the women falling into that category was non other than Angelina Love. A women who had just stepped foot into EBWF. A woman who managed to push her way through experienced diva's. They could all say what they wanted to about her, but the fact remains, she accomplished exactly what she said she would. She had her eyes set on gold, and she made damn well sure that's what she would walk away with. She couldn't settle for anything less. Now, she didn't have to. She finally had her hands on the title, her title. She was exactly what she said she was going to be, the EBWF Women's Champion. Now all she had to focus on was keeping her precious title around her perfect little waist. Angelina wasn't going to just let some bimbo walk up to her and steal away what she worked so hard for. Angelina's reign had only just begun, they would all see soon enough. She meant business, there wasn't any time for jokes or games anymore. It was time to get things done, which is why she decided to leave Velvet Sky behind. Velvet had potential, but she got distracted too easily. Angelina was different. Much, different. Angelina aimed to 'kill' in the ring. She had no qualms about ripping her opponents apart. She would continue to go through anyone and everyone she had to. Why else do you think she was the epitome of a women's champion? No one else could even be remotely compared to her. At least, in her own mind anyways.

The scene opens up with in a private residences backyard. The camera shows a decently sized backyard, the corner right side of the yard had some tree's and shade. A hammock was tied between two tree's, making a good 'chill' spot on a hot day. We see a bird bath and a eloquent dog house off to the left of the backyard. A golden retriever is running happily around in the yard, paying no attention to the camera crew, solely fixated on chasing a squirrel over to the shaded area of the backyard. As the camera turns to show more of the property, we can see a gorgeous, decently sized house. A pool is placed approximately twenty or so feet from the back doors of the house. The pool has a beautifully crafted rock water fall with a custom slide built into it, off to the deep end side of the pool. The camera finishes panning around and we spot Angelina Love, laying out in her backyard on a lounge chair. She is adorning a pair of white rimmed sunglasses to match her white bikini. Angelina's head is rested back on the lounge chair, her eyes closed as she was enjoying the sun. She was obviously spaced off in deep thought. We can see a second lounge chair that is placed right next to her where The EBWF Women's title belt is laying across it. Angelina wouldn't hardly let that title out of her sight. It was all hers and she was going to keep it that way. Her golden retriever finally barks at the camera man standing in the backyard. Catching him off guard, he spins around to look at the dog, raising his eyes to search for the squirrel so the dog would leave him alone. damn, that squirrel was long gone. So much for the distraction, the dog wouldn't leave the man alone. She kept weaving between the mans legs almost causing him to fall back. The golden retriever jumped up at him, finally knocking him back after a few attempts. The retriever barked at him as he fell, the camera man quickly grabbed onto a small table, knocking it over along with everything on top of the table. Angelina's cell phone slid across the concrete, her drink was knocked over, the cup turned on it's side with the straw laying on the pavement. Sun tan lotion, an i pod and some headphones also were now laying on the ground. Angelina hears the scuffle and quickly jolts up in the lounge chair. The disturbance catching her off guard, caused her to jump a little. She looked at the camera man, then at all her stuff on the ground. She rips her sunglasses off her face in anger. She scowls at the man as he stands back up, dusting himself off.

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
What the hell?! What are you doing here?!

«°¤° | 'Camera Guy' Jason | °¤°»
EBWF said we had an interview with you. I was just waiting for Mr. Coachman to arrive.

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
No one told me about any interview. A phone call or something would have been nice!

Angelina moves to the edge of the lounge chair so her feet are on the concrete. She slides on some white flip flops.

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
What time is it anyways?

She asks the question rhetorically. She realized her phone was a few feet away, laying face down on the concrete. This causes her to get even more annoyed with the man. She stands up and brushes past him, going to retrieve her cell phone. She picks it up and walks back over to her lounge chair. Angelina grabs a corner of her towel and wipes vigorously at the screen. She glares up at the camera man before she holds her cell phone up for him to see.

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
You ruined my stuff. I hope you know that you're going to pay for this! You even caused my phone to slide across the freaking concrete! Now it's all scratched up. Thank you. Thank you so much for that. It's not like I don't already bust my ass enough to pay for these kind of luxury items. Your camera man salary is going to pay to replace my phone... and my ipod!

She bends down to pick it up. Her drink mix was spilled all over it. She turned the knocked over table back to being right side up. Angelina then tossed her ruined ipod on the top of the table.

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
I mean It's just a golden retriever for Christs sake! She's not even mean. Yet you managed to ruin my stuff within the first five minutes of being at my house! Sometimes I really hate you clumsy ass camera men.

Angelina turns her back to the man as she continues to pick up the mess he had made. Angelina's dog comes running over, wagging her tail in excitement. The camera man sits down on one of the patio chairs sitting around the pool. Angelina finishes putting all the items back on top of the table. She stands up and wraps the towel around her slender waist. She turns back around to the camera guy, still not enthused by his presence.

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
So what's you name?

«°¤° | 'Camera Guy' Jason | °¤°»
J-J-Jason, ma'am.

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
Jason? Well, good. Jason, you will be paying for the damage.

«°¤° | 'Camera Guy' Jason | °¤°»
Yes, Ma'am... I'm really sorry...

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
Ugh, whatever. I don't want to hear it. Who the hell are we waiting on again?

«°¤° | 'Camera Guy' Jason | °¤°»
Mr. Coachman...

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
Well where the hell is he? I want to get this over with so I can enjoy my 'me' time without you nosy people always prying into my personal life.

«°¤° | 'Camera Guy' Jason | °¤°»
He was stuck in traffic. He should be here any moment.

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
Yeah, well he better. Otherwise we'll have to reschedule this for another time. I don't like my time wasted. I have clearly stated that on many, MANY, different occasions. God, will anyone listen anymore?

Angelina sighs in frustration. She walks walks back into the house to remake herself another drink. She closes the door behind her, leaving Jason the camera man just sitting in the backyard, alone. Angelina walks into her spacious kitchen and grabs a new cup out of the dish washer. She walks over to her liquor cabinet and pulls out a bottle of Malibu Coconut Rum. Angelina sets the bottle on the counter and walks over to her fridge. She opens the doors and wastes no time grabbing a bottle of grenadine and some orange juice. Angelina turns on her heel with the items in hand, and walks back over to the counter where the cup sits. Angelina poured some Orange juice into the cup. She opened the bottle of Malibu rum and poured in as much as she desired. Angelina then added a splash of grenadine, completing the fruity drink. She then returns all the items to their rightful places. Angelina took a sip from the cup, spacing off in her own mind once more.

"I can't believe that freaking idiot ruined my possessions! I really meant it when I told him that he was going to pay for it. Sure, I had enough money to replace those items, but that's besides the point. He needs to learn a lesson! Every single week, I bust my ass for the money I make. I put my body on the line each and every week to earn a decent check. This jobber, sitting outside in my backyard, was nothing more than a simple minded camera man. He sure knew how to crash my one person party. It had been such a relaxing day. I had managed to squeeze in my work out routine, went to the doctor's for a routine check up, I even managed to find time to clean my house! That was always almost impossible since I was always on the road. Then I try to treat myself to sunbathing by the pool with a nice cool mixed drink. Next thing you know, I have some dumb ass on my property, breaking my shit. It was so disrespectful. I'm the damn women's champion and not even the camera man could show some respect where respect was obviously due. Idiots like these in the world are what made me hate any social activity with just about damn near everyone. Even outside of work I couldn't escape people's stupidity. In my own home, nonetheless! This whole ordeal was so ridiculous. Couldn't EBWF just have left me alone for a few more days? I was really enjoying my mini-vacation up until this point."

Angelina snaps out of her thoughts as she hears her doorbell ring. She grabs the mixed drink, placing a straw in the cup. Angelina heads towards the front door, sipping the drink once more. As Angelina opens the door, we can see Jonathan Coachman standing on the front porch with his equipment in hand. Angelina motions for him to come on in.

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
At least you know how to ring a door bell.

«°¤° | 'The One and Only' Jonathan Coachman | °¤°»
Thank you, Angelina. Wait, what do you mean?

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
You're inexperienced camera man just came waltzing in my backyard. My dog, Sammy, barked at him and he destroyed my stuff. Within minutes of stepping foot on my property!

Angelina walks Coach through her house and out into the backyard. Jason jumps up from his seat. The Coach walks over to Jason, the two whisper a few inaudible words for a few moments. Coach nods his head and looks back at Angelina, who has taken a seat on the patio chair, sipping from her mixed drink.

«°¤° | 'The One and Only' Jonathan Coachman | °¤°»
I'm very sorry about the lack of professionalism today. I was running behind, stuck in traffic. My apologies, Ms. Love.

Angelina just shrugs her shoulders.

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
Well, Coach. I'm not too keen on having my precious time wasted. But for you, I guess I can make the exception. However... your camera man trashed my cell phone and ipod within minutes of being here. Besides, what the hell was he even doing, coming into my backyard without acknowledging me?! Seriously... it's absolutely ridiculous.

«°¤° | 'The One and Only' Jonathan Coachman | °¤°»
I'm terribly sorry about that Angelina. Sometimes he can be a little timid and clumsy...

Coach eyes over at Jason. Angelina crosses her legs, taking yet another sip from her mixed beverage.

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
It's whatever. I already told him that he is going to replace everything he ruined over there...

Angelina points her finger over to the table that is located next to the lounge chair she was laying in earlier. Sammy, the golden retriever runs up and sits next to Angelina's legs. The dog flops her tongue out, panting from running around the backyard. The dog lifts it's nose up in the air, looking back up at Angelina, wanting attention. Angelina continues to drink from her beverage, absentmindedly petting Sammy's head.

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
As you can see, she is harmless. Yet he jumped like a prison bitch and that is when he fell over and ruined my personal belongings. A phone call would have sufficed, instead of some random EBWF employee just waltzing on my property without any permission from me. Hell, I was never even told about this interview in the first place!

«°¤° | 'The One and Only' Jonathan Coachman | °¤°»
Well, um.. actually we did notify you about it. A few days ago, and you agreed. I apologize on my camera man's behalf. I'm sure he meant no disrespect.

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
Yeah, well he better have. I'm the women's champion. I deserve nothing but respect!

Coach nods his head in agreement as he is setting up his microphone. Coach has dealt with his fair share of 'hot headed' superstars in the past. He knew sometimes it was best not to say anything. Angelina sways her foot back and forth impatiently, her legs still crossed. She runs a hand through her long blonde hair, taking another swig of her beverage before setting the cup down. Sammy, the dog, whines and looks up at Angelina once more, wanting more attention. Angelina brushes off the dogs whimper for attention. She stares over at Coach, her facial expression displaying her growing frustration.

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
Whatever, let's just get this thing started already. Shall we?

Coach nods, taking a seat across from Angelina Love. Sammy's ears perk up as she watches Coach. She gets up to sniff him but gets distracted when she eyes another squirrel in the corner of the yard. The puppy trots off to chase after it, no longer paying any attention to Coach and Angelina.

«°¤° | 'The One and Only' Jonathan Coachman | °¤°»
I want to welcome you, the EBWF Universe, to the home of the EBWF Women's champion, Angelina Love. Angelina, thank you for allowing us over to your lovely home for this interview. Things have been quiet on your side since winning the title. May I ask you, what has the newly crowned women's champion been up to in her week off?

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
Taking it easy, Coach. I worked my ass off to earn this baby...

Angelina leans over and picks up her title belt, which was now laying on the table next to her. She lifts the belt up off the table and places it over her shoulder. Angelina runs a well manicured hand over the title, smiling with approval.

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
Finally, the title is exactly where it belongs. In the hands of a real champion. You see, when I finally stepped foot into the EBWF, I warned all the bitches in the back that I would be the champion, it was only a matter of time. I also clearly stated, that I was not here to waste my time, or anybody else's. I think it's safe to say that I carried out everything I said I would. So, after EBWF scheduled me a week off from all the madness, I decided to take some time for myself for once. I've done a lot of reflecting. I spent some down time with my family, whom I hardly ever get to see anymore. I got a lot done around the house, as well as keeping on top of my work out routine. Just because I take the week off, doesn't mean I let myself go. To be honest, Coach... it's been one of the best weeks I've had in a very long time. I was never able to fully rest until this title was mine. Now that I have it, I feel like I'm absolutely unstoppable. I have the gold to prove it now, too.

Angelina flashes another smile, slightly menacing. She looks back down at her title, running her hand over it once more before her hand drops back in her lap.

«°¤° | 'The One and Only' Jonathan Coachman | °¤°»
Alright. Well, another question the EBWF universe would love to know is, what are your opinions on the QOTR tournament as it is now dwindling down?

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
Who cares? I mean honestly, Coach. All those diva's were just rounded up again for a second shot at a title. They couldn't get the job done the first time around. Hell, most of them can't even get the job done the second time around either. It's quite pathetic in my opinion. How many times does the EBWF need to hand out opportunities for these women? You either have it, or you don't. I already proved who really was meant to be the champion. M-e, ME! The Sky High Championship? Puh-lease, Coach! That's a second rate title. This title here... this is number one. This shows who is at the top of the division. All these women can run their mouths about me all they want to, but I am where I am, and they are not. I can understand their hostility towards me, really, I can. Their jealous and I can't say I blame them. I'd be in their shoes if I were them. However, unlike Kelly Kelly, when I look in the mirror... I see success, not failure. I make my destiny, when I make promises, I produce results. Why else do you think the EBWF was so eager to sign me with them? I am simply the best of the best, regardless of what anyone wants to say.

«°¤° | 'The One and Only' Jonathan Coachman | °¤°»
Speaking of the tournament, have you noticed that you've been scheduled to face off against Jamilia Craft in your first title defense?

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
Pfft, yeah and? Jamilia is a joke, that's all she ever will be. Why do you think she hides behind her posse, wearing a mask all the time? She doesn't even have any self confidence to come out and do things on her own. She can't even reveal her face to anyone. What kind of champion would that be? A horrible one. She's not going to take this title from me. I'm completely amped up and ready to go. I've already had to face her once, I'll gladly do it again. Then she really can bow her head in shame because she will have lost THREE title shots in a row. Some asset she is to the 'Elite'. What a joke.

«°¤° | 'The One and Only' Jonathan Coachman | °¤°»
Many diva's under estimate Jamilia Craft and her abilities in the ring. Do you think you could possibly be doing the same in this situation?

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
Um, no. Not even a little bit. I've already seen what Jamilia has to bring to the table, and it isn't even enough to be worth mentioning. She's only setting herself up for humiliation. I have no qualms crushing what little self confidence she may possess, deep down. Daffney's little protege has nothing on me. I can run circles around this poor excuse of a wrestler. Again, it's why I'm the champion and she's not. It's almost laughable to see her think she even slightly has a shot at any title. She should be thanking her "lady luck" that she can even win a match here or there. I understand shooting for the stars, but this girl... she's aiming way to high for herself.

«°¤° | 'The One and Only' Jonathan Coachman | °¤°»
Are you at all worried about her allies getting involved in this match up?

Angelina sits up in her chair, her expression grows angry.

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
That little bitch Daffney, better not even think of coming anywhere near the ring. Or that pathetic sap, Dr. Stevie! This is between Jamilia Craft and myself. They want this little girl to grow a backbone and pull her weight in the group... well here is her chance, let's see how well she fly's. Or not. No matter, it won't be enough to defeat me. Then, Jamilia can crawl back into whatever god awful corner she came out of. Hopefully for good.

«°¤° | 'The One and Only' Jonathan Coachman | °¤°»
Wow, certainly some strong words for Jamilia Craft. I'm sure she may see it differently.

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
She can see it how ever she wants to, Coach. I don't care either way. I'm just telling you that no matter what, I will have my hand raised in victory as she is left laying on the mat of the ring, staring up at the bright lights in the arena. She will yet again, be another number under my belt. A simple statistic. It's all she was ever meant to be, and that's just me being honest.

«°¤° | 'The One and Only' Jonathan Coachman | °¤°»
Alright. May I ask if you've kept up with everything going on in the EBWF on your week off?

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
Of course I have. It's my job. It's my obligation. As Women's champion, I always have to watch my back. Every single diva in those locker rooms have a target on my back and I know that. However, to answer your question, yes. I've listened to Layla run her mouth about me while I'm not around. Typical of her to talk smack when she thinks I won't find out about it. Anyways, I must have rubbed Layla El the wrong way. You see, Coach, I love it when divas talk nasty about me. It only adds fuel to the fire for me. I don't forget what has been done or said, I just savor it and use it to my advantage later. Something Jamilia is about to find out here soon enough. You can bash on me all you want to Layla, like I told you before... take a number and get in line with the rest of the damn locker room. It's not all about you, you seem to forget that. There are other divas who deserve a shot more so than you. Hell, maybe I should even let your old best friend Michelle McCool have a shot at it over you? How would you like that? So go ahead sweetie, keep thinking I have some 'soft spot' for you because I don't. I just don't like you, your simple existence makes me sick. I can see why Michelle McCool dumped your ass to the side of the curb like yesterdays trash. Where you really do belong.

Angelina just smiles, a challenge deep in her eyes. Something about Layla really dug at Angelina, it was obvious by Angelina's demeanor at the mere thought or mention of Layla.

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
I don't give a rats ass if Velvet has respect for you. She isn't better than me, or even remotely close to my level. If that were true, she would be sitting in my place right now. Poor little Velvet Sky isn't here is she? Has anyone even seen her since she lost her match? Perhaps she quit and I just didn't take notice. Hmm.

«°¤° | 'The One and Only' Jonathan Coachman | °¤°»
Velvet Sky is still an active member in EBWF. She also has been scheduled some down time. Now Angelina, we have seen a lot of disrespect from you towards other divas since your debut. Is there anyone in the locker rooms you do respect?

Angelina ponders the thought momentarily

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
Hmm, nope! There used to be, but not anymore. Well... let me take that back. There could be some people, I just have yet to see it. So ask me another time, 'kay?

«°¤° | 'The One and Only' Jonathan Coachman | °¤°»
Okay. Um, well, what are your plans now that you are the Women's Champion?

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
I guess you all will just have to wait and see. It's time to clean some house in the women's division. That's my first plan, but I'm not going to go into much more detail than that. Sorry, Coach, you've been granted enough of an exclusive for today. Did you know that you managed to be the lucky interviewer out of everyone in the world... that got a chance to have the first and only interview with me as the champion. I have denied offers left and right, so you should count your lucky stars. Maybe go buy a lotto ticket, your luck seems good and in full swing, for the time being.

Angelina uncrosses her legs. She grabs her drink and finishes the rest of it off. Her dog Sammy, comes running back over and sits down next to Angelina. She laughs softly and looks back at the camera.

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
Oh yeah. Let's not forget about Torrie Wilson... Oh Torrie... I've also been keeping my eye on you. You probably thought I'd forget to mention your snide little comment about being mistaken for me by dressing slutty? Puh-lease, girl. Don't even get me started. Do I even need to point out when you posed for playboy? Every grimy, dirty, homeless man, and prepubescent boy has already seen the works. No matter how you dress, you left nothing to the imagination. So if anything, that would be brought into peoples minds instead of you dressing 'slutty'. I've already had many offers for Playboy, but I turned them all down. You see, I'm a role model for younger kids. I would never ruin that by posing nude in some cheap magazine. You see, I have more self respect than that. Besides babe, lemme tell you, when you were young and in your prime... you showed off a good amount yourself. So aren't we just the pot calling the kettle black?

Angelina laughs softly, rolling her eyes. She adjusts the title belt sitting on her shoulder still.

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
Besides, I knew you just recently went heel. Poor Miss. "Goody-two-shoes" turned her back on everyone? Wah, wah, wah. The thing I didn't know, was when you got yourself into beastiality? Your segment a week or so back, you said.. and I quote, "Not right now, Chloe. Let's not put on a show those ungrateful fans don't deserve to see. Watching to hottest divas share a kiss is something much too good for them.". Wow, really? That's pretty damn disturbing. Don't get me wrong, I love animals. I guess just not as much as you do. Yuck... I could never imagine kissing my dog. I don't think you need to worry about dressing slutty, Hun. You need to worry about people seeing you make out with an animal. That's just beyond disgusting, really. I think that's just about the most disturbing thing I've heard or witnessed in a long time. An all time low for Torrie Wilson. She went from Billy Kidman... to a mutt. How pathetic.

Angelina shakes her head, still disgusted. Angelina stands up from the chair she was seated in.

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
With that Coach, I think this interview is over with. I have finished my beverage and it's time to finish my tan. I have a long day tomorrow in the gym, and I've had enough of you being here on my property. If you would be so kind as to see your way out... and don't waste time. You've done enough of that already.

Coach stands up and quickly helps Jason grab their equipment. Angelina stands near them, tapping her foot impatiently. The annoyed expression returning to Angelina's face.

«°¤° "The Canadian Angel" || Angelina Love °¤°»
Hurry up, I don't have all day! Oh and on a closing note... Jamilia, I hope you're ready bitch. You'll never take this title from me, you'd have to pry it from my cold, dead fingers. This is only the beginning of my title reign and you're about to go down in the books as my first victim, in my first title defense. You can't use your chair shots this time, Jamilia. Not if you want to try and take this title from me. Good luck trying. With that being said, I'll see you at the King of the Ring on Sunday. Hope you bring your diaper, Baby Mask. You're going to need it when I'm through with you!

Angelina laughs, using Layla's old joke about Jamilia. Angelina waves her hand outwards in a 'shooing' motion, signaling for them to get off her property. The camera begins to slowly fade to black as Angelina is still making sure the two of them leave, Sammy starts running after them, barking as they close the gate to her backyard. A commercial break follows the end of the scene.





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_ T H E_G I R L_
- Name: Angelina Love
- From: Toronto, Ontario, Canada
- Birthday: September 13th
- Age: 29
- Height: 5'6"
- Weight: 118lbs
- Allies: None
- Enemies: Layla, Velvet Sky, tons of others.
- Finisher: Botox Injection

_U S E D_
- Angelina Love

_M E N T I O N E D_
- Read and find out =)

_R E C O R D_
4-0-0

_A C H I E V E M E N T S_
- EBWF Women's Champion - 1x (Current)

_H I S T O R Y_
Daffney vs Angelina
Jamilia Craft vs Angelina
Layla vs Angelina
Kelly Kelly vs Angelina

_W O R D A G E_
- Uncoded: 4,762

-D I S C L A I M E R_
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