I had about 8 many oldcomers. I was one of those front row pains in the ass - 90+ days the first go round, 30+ days the second go round. Only the first two read mine and then we would have mini-come down raps every night. What was fun though, was so thoroughly pissing off the second one and tuning her out that she eventually quit reading the MIs and talking to me altogether. I was a total frustration to her and loved every minute of it. End up only her mother would talk to me. The remainder of the oldcomers just said write them, I did, and they didn't look at them at least while I was around, nor did I ever hear a word about them from anyone.