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Well, if we own it, I vote the gay members of the board make a division their own. Just think of the fun with the insignia we could have?

Aww, the ruined it! I LOVED the exterior and interior on the current one... these are both horrendous! And what's with the micro-nav screen? Yeah, that's EXACTLY what I want to do--squint to read a map.

+1 I went from liking the Zephyr/MKZ the most to liking this the most. Milan is now in last place for me... whereas it was above the Fusion before. I like this interior more, and I honestly could see myself cross-shopping this and the Malibu.

Variable Valve Event and Lift? 7 Speed Auto? Wow.

No, the bicycle handles better.

I loved the LS. I was sorry to see it go.

+1 The only thing I would have changed if it was me writing it would be to say "Way too soon" instead of "Too soon.... way." Congrats on meeting someone great!

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I'm so sorry to hear Mustang! I hope things get resolved quickly and that you can put this past you. A few years ago, my car was broken into overnight in front of my friend's house when I was living with them. They took an $80 CD player that didn't work anymore, but they destroyed the dash ripping it out. I'll never ignore Kelly's growling in the middle of the night. It was not like her to do it too, so I should have paid attention.

I love my job. I may work 6-7 days/week, I may stay late often, I may bitch about the kids, but I love it. I love my colleagues, I love people I work very close with, I've made some awesome friends, and I truly hate to leave. I mean, I'm hoping they'll look back on some of the great things I've done--it was only a few months ago I saved a girl's life :AH-HA_wink: Well, I'm hoping since I'm the only Italian teacher in the building, that'll let me stay. Also, they hired another Italian teacher last year, so she's lower on the totem pole. Still, if they like her more, they could weed me out. It boils down to politics and popularity. We'll see. I'll know by mid April if I get tenure.

Well, that's just it. Other than the northeast, Italian is not a popular language to teach in secondary levels of education, so getting another job elsewhere isn't so easy. It's horrendous, and the community complains, yet the district hasn't increased the budget in 2 years. We're out of money. Our classes are larger this year. Thank God my chairperson ordered my books BEFORE they put a freeze on everything (in October). It's ridiculous, I spend over $500 out of pocket each year just in supplies to do my job, and now it's going to be much more. The kids are lucky, they are getting their books, but there are problems in all departments, like the art department not having paint at all this year, or the tech department not having lumber to do projects.

Yeah, but that'll get you what, a cup of coffee?

Yay, you're getting me a present! Sorry to hear about your job Mikey, I'm treading on thin water myself since the state just slashed our budget midyear by millions (which is going to KILL my district--as we already are near the end of our paper supply and we can't get any other supplies like books, chalk, pens, etc.), and they're going to look to excess people, and since this is my tenure year, I could be an easy target.

It' so sad I can't find reason for any of those brands to stick around when just considering NA. But I'm going to have to say Buick since it's my passion (since Olds left us).

My friend already orders her Dominos online. I'm not surprised by this. What I am surprised is that anyone would order pizza from Dominos as it's really the farthest thing from good pizza.

Honestly, I hate these little toaster-ovens on wheels, but nicely done Kia.

What a different time. It's amazing... so much passion, and so much more freedom of speech.

Winter is my favorite season hands down. I hate the heat, and snow just makes everything purdy (until it becomes that slushy crap). Unfortunately on Long Island we see mostly noreasters which are much more irritating than a heavy snowstorm. Nothing pretty comes out of a noreaster.

That's how I like it. My favorite is when it's snowing very heavy, the world stands still at night, you're inside, under a big blanket, some hot cocoa, a good movie, some loved ones, etc. We tend to watch horror movies though--a night we're all stuck in brings on The Stand, or some other Steven King marathon. Haven't seen Anchorman yet.

I have the best gas story: Several years ago I was living with my friends while I got my masters. My friend Melinda was on a health kick, and everything in the house was soy. Soy milk, soy meat, soy everything. Well, the first week while myself and her husband were adjusting to it, we would build up a lot of gas. Kelly, our dog, walked behind me and stood up at the window ledge to look out. She cut one, but my friends thought it was me. And I started laughing while I was denying it, which caused me to squeeze a little fart out. I started laughing harder, and more gas came out. I laughed even harder and I farted harder. Well, each time it got worse, and by about the fifth fart, I was hysterical with no sound coming out of my mouth... then everything went black. Next thing I know, my friend is screaming, "Paulie! Paulie are you okay!?" while shaking me. We labeled the story: "The Day I Farted Myself Unconscious".

The funny thing is, as soon as I hit 21, I stopped drinking. I would say I drink once a year now. Although I will admit, I've started drinking wine on Fridays.

Congrats Rivieraranch! I want interior shots!

Well Satty, because of your last thread, I kept replaying "Beans, beans the musical fruit" in my head. But that is not exactly what you were talking about. Lately, I haven't had a song in my head. Last year it was "Please don't stop the music" for a while.

You think that's bad... last winter I had a stomach virus... I had the most putrid gas ever. The kind that slips out softly and you're not even sure if you just $h! yourself with water. I planted myself near a window during dead of winter and I taught the majority of classes that day from that position in the room.

I had violent gas a couple of weeks ago--I had to hold it in for hours until I had a break. I kept saying, "Who is moving desks all day?!" every time my stomach grumbled. When I finally got to my car halfway through the day to go to the other building, I nearly blew the Buick off its axles.