Gregoire

I have to come up with goals now, crap. Well, I know what I have to do, I've just become complacent. 1)Make plan 2)Follow plan 3)Readjust diet 4)Hello hot bod I've been telling myself that I would do this since February, but now that we're all getting together for a fitness pact, I'll finally start. I'm kind of excited about this.

Alright. I'm susceptible to peer pressure, I'm in. Who knows it could be fun.

My phone brand, believe it or not, is AT&T. I bought this phone called the Quickfire which is a BA version of the Sidekick. But then there was a recall and then there was no recall and I've got that one until I break down and get an iPhone.

This was really good, Gabe. I ballroom dance, but that isn't really a youtube-able talent.

Happy Birthday, to you!

For their varying degrees of bad-assery: Fight Club Boondock Saints 300 Kill Bill Dune Runner Ups: Dogma Grindhouse Sin City Unrelated recommendation: Brick

I either jack off or sleep, or both. But when I'm really desperate, I'll call or text or email a friend and have them tell me my better qualities, and then I usually go to sleep. And I've also heard through the grapevine that there's solace in food and drink, so explore those avenues. Best of luck, Eric.

Oh, my, you have entered a very dangerous age. Enjoy it. Happy Birthday, by the way.

I has positive rep. Oh happy day!

Typically, I shower. Having grown accustomed to group showers, I've become a bit of an exhibitionist, I suppose. But I think it mostly has to do with two facts. 1) If I sing in the shower, no one hears it, if I sing in the bathtub everyone hears it, whether I'm on key or not. 2) Dancing in the shower gives you a greater range of motion than dancing in the bathtub. At the same time, when I'm having my ftw days and ftw doesn't equal "for the win", nothing does it for me like a nice long, steaming bubble bath. I usually stay in for a few hours and I almost always fall asleep. I guess when it comes down to it, I have to say that prefer a quick in and out, as opposed to soaking in the tub like a queen. My vote: shower

Why do all of your teams suck?

I was one of the people who said that Am Idol had died, but I really enjoy watching it. Mind you, I still don't vote and I only catch every couple of episodes, but that's more attention than most reality shows get from me. My top 3 are: Crystal Bowersox Lee DeWyze Tim Urban (but only because he's pretty)

For me, the first three minutes of the video were a skip, but I enjoyed all the cultural allusions. And don't feel bad, we've all tried not to like her, but something about her is sock rocking worthy.

My mouth are belonging there. Wait, what???

January...for the win.

I find that boyfriends/girlfriends get in the way of my relationships with my friends. Suddenly they're less available, they're not as interested in the things they were before, and I get considerably less attention. So I think that bfs and gfs change my friends, but I'm learning to be accommodating on that point. For me, long-term relationships don't change me because these tend to be with people that know me and take me as I am. We go about our business as normal and if someone gets aroused we go somewhere and tend to those needs and we're right back where we were. I like to believe that relationships and love, in general, make us better people. We influence each other and teach one another lessons that are valuable in life. That said, the only relationship that had a profound effect on me was this one girl I wasn't even serious with. She was crazy and a mess and it was one of those pity dating deals, but she was my first kiss and my first time to second base. I was true blue until the day that her crazy just drove me up a wall and I told her so and she had a fit which resulted in me not being able to return to a best buy. But, I digress. Eventually we made better. It was then that I made the mistake of believing that people are generally good and I asked her for a serious favor and she screwed me over and the resultant actions ruined my life. And I honestly haven't been the same since. She made me realize a lot of things about myself. On one hand I want to thank her now that the storm is over and on the other time I want to pull an Ike Turner. What was the question?

Happy Belated, Lugh. Sorry I missed it the first time around. I was engrossed in drama.

Well there's this song: Discipline 'Tarantino Tunes' do it for me, too: Down in Mexico

Happy Birthday, Billy.

Lookin' good, brah. I like that hoodie you've got on. What brand is that?

Alrighty then, my scores: Utilitarian: 0.500 Moral Rights: 0.375 Justice: 0.625

and various c-words...and s-words, pretty much every word that I'm not supposed to say, but I do. It's not shocking as much as it's just ridiculous. They need new words or writers that aren't drunken frat boys.

I have two different snow days. 1) I like to make a nice hot fire and light a few candles, too. Then I run a nice, hot bath with scented oils. I turn on music. I soak for a little while, then I dry myself off in front of the fire. And then I spend the rest of the day in bed. And I have a meal routine on these days. Cinnamon rolls for breakfast, salmon fillet for lunch, and steak for dinner, and strawberries and cherries for snacks. 2) I'll go outside and I'll watch people play in the snow. If someone I know is doing something, I'll join in, but if I don't I'm not upset. For me, snow weather is the perfect opportunity for my 'snow fashion show'. I, uh, just look my best and go around. It sounds lame, and maybe it is, but that's what I like to do. When I go with my friends to ski resorts, I'm the one in the lodge that lives in the hot springs, the jacuzzi, and that couch in the lobby.

So I finally watched a couple of episodes and at first I was, like, meh. Then I saw Andy Whitfield's sex scenes and suddenly the poor production kind of faded into the background (he is sooo gorgeous). The second episode picked up a bit, but the nude Lucy Lawless picked it up for me, again. But seriously, it's a cool show and it's right up my alley. I'm a fan of sensuality and ultra-violence. I feel like I have to hide it from my grandparents because the blood and nudity might upset them a bit, especially the full-frontal. It makes me smile, though. It's a little over the top, but a little camp never hurt anyone.