adeliz01

Yes, it was new when I bought it.

wow, that would be so incredible JRoo! Here is some of the basic info: 1999 Eclipse Spyder GS-T (Convertible) Manual transmission Red Exterior, Black top, Black Leather Interior CD/Cassette in Dash, 10 CD changer in trunk Keyless entry, automatic locks & windows, all that good stuff air bags/ antilock brakes 63,000 miles Since I don't know too too much about cars, I don't know what other info to tell people........its approx 250 HP....... Let me know if you have any ??s. Thanks!

When you say it blows, do you mean that they only give you 50% of the blue book value? Do they have a formula for figuring out how much money they will give you? My blue book value is $15,225, and I still owe more than that on it, so the thought of selling it for less makes my stomach churn........I put an ad on cars.com, but if it doesn't sell shortly, I'll have to take mine to Carmax too I guess.

Does anyone have one? Is it worth it? How much $$$?

Right! I think it would be literally impossible (for me anyway) to have both an apartment AND a car payment in NYC. Esp. since he can't afford to come down for tiny's b-day

Does anyone know of someone looking to buy a car?

Does anyone know how to go about getting tickets to the taping of shows in NYC, specifically Saturday Night Live and David Letterman? I imagine that if you want to go in 2 years you have to get on some sort of list now............ Thanks!

Yay, I did it!!! Thanks guys!

tried it, didn't work. See my sig, this is exactly what I'm trying to do.

thanks, vic, now how in the hell do I get a picture to show up in my signature, since the thing obviously didn't work.

They call it the "Quarter-life Crisis." You may find yourself straying from the crowd more than any other time in your life. You start realizing that there are a lot of things about yourself that you didn't know and may not like. You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now. You start realizing that some people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones. What you do not realize is that some of the ones you have given up on are realizing that too and that most of them are not really cold or catty or mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you are. You look at your job. It may not even be close to what you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are looking for one and realizing that you are going to have to start at the bottom and are scared. You miss the comforts of college, of groups, of socializing with the same people on a constant basis. But you start to realize that while some of them are great friends, others weren't so special after all. You are beginning to understand yourself and what you want and do not want. Your opinions have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and find yourself judging a bit more than usual because suddenly you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life and add things to your list of what is acceptable and what is not. You are insecure and then secure. You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. Sometimes you feel great and invincible, and other times you feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly change is the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and further away and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward. You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you. Or maybe you lay in bed and wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough to get to know better. You love someone but maybe love someone else too and cannot figure out why you are doing this because you are not a bad person. One night stands and random hook ups start to look cheap, and getting wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic. But yet, they both still seem to happen. Maybe it seems like almost everyone you know is getting married, and maybe you really love someone too, but you just aren't sure if you're ready to commit for the rest of your life yet. You go through the same emotions and questions over and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a decision. You worry about loans and money and the future and making a life for yourself. While winning the race would be great, right now you'd just like to be a contender! What you may not realize is that everyone reading this relates to it. We are in our best of times and our worst of times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing out. Send this to your twenty something friends...maybe it will help someone feel like they are not alone in their state of confusion.

Saw him @ Crobar in Miami, really fun. The funniest part of the nite was when me, Sam, and Anne walked by the door guy without him saying anything, and then says to Brian "You do know its gay night, right?"

Thanks! Work has been really shitty, I even had to work on Sunday after being up all nite on Saturday, that was ridiculous. Then I left for 4 hours in the middle of the day to meet armin & my friend for lunch. As you can see, I def. have my priorities straight Hope to see ya soon....I'm sure I'll take a trip to Beantown one of these days (Movin to NYC in April, so I'll be a train ride away), so we'll have to meet up & hang out!

Yes, I am a retard who can't tell the difference between "Post new topic" and "Reply". Good call Cookiegirl. You are truly the Renaissance woman of this message board.

Ok, lets pretend this was a different message from the beginning. I wish, I wish, ...........that I could go home from work now since it is snowing!!!

friend from college (superfreak shirt) is publicist 4 Ultra, who recently signed Armin (Yet Another Day). Must be nice to be sent on that kind of business trip! I SERIOUSLY need to change careers. I was talking to Pete Moutso, turns out he went to U. of MD for accounting/finance....my Ultra friend did Finance @ UVA.........Armin just got his law degree........I did accounting @ UVA, so why the hell can't I just scrap it and get a fun job like that!

I am so pissed, I just spent 15 mintues inserting individual pic into a message, then my computer froze up when I hit "submit new thread". So, I am just going to post a link this time. http://www.ultrarecords.com/pics/Armin_pics/ Had to try one pic just to see if I figured out how to do it

How was Danny Howells?! I'm glad you finally made it to PvD on Fri, by the way. Sat. was amazing. I most def. have a new fav. dutch dj......tiesto who?? It is 11:00 am on Sunday, I am at work after having slept exactly 0 minutes. but, hey, I'll sleep when I'm old right! I'll post pics on Monday......do you have some too??!!

What he says: "Woman driver." What he really means: "Someone who doesn't speed, tailgate, swear, make obscene gestures and has a better driving record than me." What he says: "It's a guy thing." What he really means: "There is no rational thought pattern connected with it, and you have no chance at all of making it logical." What he says: "Uh huh," "Sure, honey," or "Yes, dear." What he really means: Absolutely nothing. It's a conditioned response like Pavlov's dog drooling. What he says: "My wife doesn't understand me." What he really means: "She's heard all my stories before, and is tired of them." What he says: "It would take too long to explain." What he really means: "I have no idea how it works." What he says: "I'm getting more exercise lately." What he really means: "The batteries in the remote are dead." What he says: "We're going to be late." What he really means: "Now I have a legitimate excuse to drive like a maniac." What he says: "Hey, I've read all the classics." What he really means: "I've been subscribing to Playboy since 1972." What he says: "I was listening to you. It's just that I have things on my mind." What he really means: "I was wondering if that brunette over there is wearing a bra." What he says: "That's interesting, babydoll." What he really means: "Are you still talking?" What he says: "Honey, we don't need material things to prove our love." What he really means: "I forgot our anniversary again." What he says: "You expect too much of me." What he really means: "You want me to stay awake." What he says: "It's a really good movie." What he really means: "It's got guns, knives, fast cars, and nudity." What he says: "You know how bad my memory is." What he really means: "I remember the theme song to 'F Troop', the address of the first girl I ever kissed and the Vehicle Identification Numbers of every car I've ever owned, but I forgot your birthday." What he says: "Football is a man's game." What he really means: "Women are generally too smart to play it." What he says: "Hey, I've got my reasons for what I'm doing." What he really means: "And I sure hope I think of some pretty soon." What he says: "I can't find it." What he really means: "It didn't fall into my outstretched hands, so I'm completely clueless." What he says: "What did I do this time?" What he really means: "What did you catch me at?" What he says: "What do you mean, you need new clothes?" What he really means: "You just bought new clothes 3 years ago." What he says: "She's one of those rabid feminists." What he really means: "She refused to make my coffee." What he says: "But I hate to go shopping." What he really means: "Because I always wind up outside the dressing room holding your purse." What he says: "I left plenty of gas in the car." What he really means: "You may actually get it to start." What he says: "I'm going to stop off for a quick one with the guys." What he really means: "I am planning on drinking myself into a vegetative stupor with my chest pounding, mouth breathing, pre-evolutionary companions." What he says: "I heard you." What he really means: "I haven't the foggiest clue what you just said, and am hoping desperately that I can fake it well enough so that you don't spend the next 3 days yelling at me." What he says: "You look terrific." What he really means: "Oh, God, please don't try on one more outfit. I'm starving." What he says: "I'm not lost. I know exactly where we are." What he really means: "No one will ever see us alive again." What he says: "Of course I like it, honey, you look beautiful." What he really means: "Oh, man, what have you done to yourself?" What he says: "I don't need to read the instructions." What he really means: "I am perfectly capable of screwing it up without printed help." What he says: "I'll fix the garbage disposal later." What he really means: "If I wait long enough, you'll get frustrated and buy a new one." And one of my own: What he says: "I can't be a boyfriend to anyone right now." What he really means: "I can't be a boyfriend to anyone in this state." Happy fucking valentines day!

But what about the MONKEEEEEESSSSSS!!!!! They're visible and hours 'o fun.

Are you guys going out 2nite, or was last nite just too much for ya? I haven't danced in 2 weeks, and I REALLY need to!

sure does. the only question is, how to top that tonight?

Ironically, my drive in to work only took 1/2 the time it usually does since there were no heads on the road...... too bad I have nothing to do @ work today, and I have a feeling that there won't be too many e-mails/ posts to entertain me either!

Yeah REVAL! You ain't supposed to say that ish out LOUD!!!

Not your "job"? No side effects as of yet......plus this is 100% effective, and condoms are much less than that. Still not sold eh?