Lemme start this post off with a story. An almost cliche tale...as old as time. O nce upon a time, in a far away land surrounded by stately terrain and glistening streams, where wildlife roam free and where flowers bloomed never in slumber, there lived a man named GaryBary. GaryBary was a man like any other, manlike in stature, a nose that sat between his cheekbones, a pair of eyes not more not less and lips that delegated speech. Yes, GaryBary was a man like any other. GaryBary had many friends and one of them was a girl named LinaRina. GaryBary and LinaRina were close friends. But incase you were wondering, no, GaryBary and LinaRina were nothing more than friends who felt nothing of the romantic sort for one another. A ways down the road however, an epiphany struck GaryBary while he was taking a leisurely stroll by one of the glistening streams. He had the sudden realization that he had more than platonic feelings for LinaRina. With feelings, though abrupt, as vehement as this, a