I was inspired by a question that kept repeating itself in my mind: Could I really change my life? I'd spent so many days, weeks, months, and years thinking about doing things with my life, and now I wanted to know, if I committed to a goal and woke up every single day working hard at it, could I change my life?

I'm 37, please don't make me go to Brooklyn.

When stuff is coming to an end, people freak out and they act crazy.

My mom used to send me articles about how older virgins are considered good luck in Mexico.

If I have learned anything from my SIMS family: When a child doesn't see his father enough he starts to jump up and down, then his mood level will drop until he pees himself.

I don't care. I'll start my own group. Rejection from society is what created X-Men!

Whatever the tiny bubbles sitting beautifully on the surface of the absolutely delicious-looking skin around his forehead and neck were, they were doing a lot for his overall appearance...and for my heart rate.