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Saturday, January 21, 2006

I love towel fights

I'm not just looking for the love of my life, I'm looking for some friends. I want friends that are more understanding. I just don't get why the guys at the gym found it weird that I would have a camera in the lockerroom? I mean, seriously, so I flexed and took my picture in the big mirror. How is that weird? And then when I started taking their pictures you'd have thought I was killing their grandma. And what is so strange about a camcorder in the shower?