chosen no longer exists for me. We can't get along. I won't leave, he won't leave, so I killed him. Not really. I don't hate the guy. It was a symbolic killing. I put a picture of him up and shot it with my airsoft pistol. POW! Right betwixt the eyes. So, for me it's a new beginning. Just don't piss me off or I'll be carving another notch on my airsoft pistol.