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Dang! Sasha has his prompt up already! I can't read it until I finish mine! Too much chance of him influencing mine!

I went to the stories search and entered tag "halloween" Only three stories came up, and none were the two you listed!

They really should allow extra likes when they make these announcements. All I did was spot a few typos and remove a "that" or twelve. You do the hard part bro! Well done! You look good in purple.

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By now you have been to pick him up and ARE fine again. Welcome home Cris.

Human depravity is my biggest fear, and it is not even the Hitler's of the world. It is that all these depraved, horrid souls run around preaching their version of hate to innocent children, perpetuating the problem.

For the most part CSR's are in my opinion the most patient people i have ever dealt with. Being the office manager for a large (50 horse) boarding facility, customer service is by far the largest part of my job, so I make it a point to be pleasant when I call for help. But there are idiots on both sides of the fence. I do not interupt a riding lesson to answer the phone, i let it go to voice mail and call back. When I got a very nasty message saying the woman had called four times and not recieved a call back, a little digging in my phone showed all four calls were in a twenty minute time frame, the first left only a phone number but no name, the next two no message at all, and the last was the nasty complaint. On the other side of the coin, I once called my mortage company looking to increase the amount going to the tax escrow account so i would not be hit with a shortage every year. The CSR could not understand why I wanted to do this, and kept saying it could not be done because "Well, ma'am, we just don't know what your tax bills are going to do." Really?!?! Have any of you had your taxes go down enough to make a difference in your mortage payments? I always do the automated poll at the end, good or bad service, although I did once leave the comment that they really goofed when they hired this idiot as a CSR.

Parents have always had high expectations for their kids. Education and social status has always played a roll. In the town I gerw up in, the term "wrong side of the tracks" was a litteral meaning, there was a social-economic difference delineated by the local rail line. Kids from the "wrong" side were encouraged to "marry up". The kids from thr more affluent neighborhoods were constantly warned to be careful of "gold diggers". Bottom line is be careful, find the right person, then hang tight. If it is the right mate, remember the old line from marriage ceremonies. "Let no (wo)man put assunder."

PSSSSST! Wolf! It's Cia subbing this week!

Well tell Michael to hug you once for me!

Who was so hateful? Let me at em! **sharpens my hooves**

You made a point about handwriting, Tim. I would like to emphasize that. My mom has been gone for a long time now. When I was preparing her house for sale, I kept looking for something in her hand, and that of my dads. I came up empty with the exception of a page of figures, my mom's way of planning her finances in an attempt to do things like pay off the mortage early. I can remember her sitting with coffee at the breakfast table when I got up for school working on one of these pages of numbers. The one I found was on an envelope a bill had come in. I have no proof of it, but I imagine the numbers were how to pay that particular bill. It may sound silly, but i saved that envelope, ans still have it almost ten years later. I guess what I am trying to say is write notes to your family and close friends. Save things they have written. You will be glad you did.

You have backup in your hunt Sharon!

It's bad enough I sat here wondering if you were at Pulse that night since it isn't all THAT far from you. Now I get to keep one eye on the news over a more direct threat!