So, if you would like the username and password, please let me know. At this point I literally have my hands over my face and am peeking through the fingers like a girl at a horror movie, and am considering climbing over the woman next to me and running for the exit, crowded El train or no crowded El train. There is going to be a whole lot of wet cement right outside my front door....... at this point, I don't even know how I will be able to go in and out of the building. I am going to have Stephen tape it. This year, in tune to how my life has progressed, it was rather low key. And I heard the most beautiful, loveable voice I had EVER heard in my entire life.... the conversation progressed.... I got desperate, I DID NOT want to lose him..... had to keep the conversation going, so I casually mentioned I hated talking on AIM, and was sick of squinting at the computer screen. The new, winning-er, quarterback is named CHAD PENNINGTON, and don't you just want to punch that name in the mouth? I don't mind the Jets winning at all, a jet plane is way cooler than a baby horse, but they do make me angry in one respect: the old quarterback, now sadly sidelined, was VINNY TESTAVERDE,* which is a totally kick-ass name and appropriately working-class for what is essentially a New Jersey team.