For me, like cures like. If I'm sort of an angry-depressed, I'll listen to loud metal or watch a horror movie. If I'm just sad, I'll listen to music that's more depressing than what I'm feeling. Within an hour or two of immersion, I can usually get over what's bothering me.

I only cosplay on Halloween. I've dressed up nearly every year, and it's usually something that would count as cosplay, so I'd probably just pick a costume that I already have on hand. Rorschach from Watchmen and the vault dude from Fallout 1 both spring to mind as possibilities.

I heard an interesting theory about this, and although I haven't seen any evidence for it either way, it makes sense to me based on what I've observed. Basically, whether you develop rolls or not has more to do with how you dress. If you wear pants with a tight waist band, the fat will be somewhat restricted and will try to grow around it, forming rolls.

The zodiac hasn't really changed. It has always been like a new age religion. Which sign you are and what that means to you is only a matter of faith.

I love guitar solos. I can appreciate just about any song so long as it features an electric guitar. As far as my favorite goes, I don't mean to be cliche, but DragonForce - Through the Fire and Flames has to be it. Pretty much anytime I hear that song, I involuntarily air guitar. Nightwish - Over the Hills and Far Away is another favorite of mine.

There are plenty of bands that I really like, but Nightwish, GWAR, and Stephen Lynch are my top 3. Dethklok is an honorable mention.

Right now I'm reading "The Internet Now in Handy Book Form!" by David McCandless. It's a brilliant parody of the internet in general, and looks very authentic. If anyone remembers that one-page site that was being sent around a couple of years ago, Porn for Girls By Girls, that's basically a scan right out of this book. Unfortunately the page no longer exists or I'd post a link.

The goriest film of all time has got to be Dead-Alive. It was made nearly 20 years ago, but no film has yet to come close. It has more blood and guts than Saw and Hostel combined. In fact, it's so over the top with the gore effects that it's impossible to take seriously, and it ends up becoming a comedy. Maybe that's why nobody has mentioned it yet, because it's so ludicrous that it's no longer gross.

As far as a film that had an effect on me, it takes a lot for something to actually gross me out these days (thanks, internet). I would say that one of the only films I've seen in my adult life that has made me feel ill is Deadgirl. Here's the basic plot. (WARNING to the sensitive, it's pretty sick) Two guys in high school go hang out in an abandoned mental hospital. They end up getting lost in the basement and find a storage room where there is a lone female zombie chained to a bed and left in the corner. Instead of getting the hell out of there, they decide to use her as their personal sex slave for the next few weeks. When one of them gets obsessed with it and invites all of his friends down there, you know that the only way that this can end is very badly. Like the human centipede, it's not too graphic, but it's the concept that's gross. Does it count as rape or necrophilia? That's a question I never thought I'd have to ponder before.

God damn it. This bothers me. I really dislike Glee, but on the other hand, I love Ashley Fink. The idea of the most popular show on television prominently showing a subplot where one of the most popular male characters on the show develops a love for fat girls and isn't afraid to shout it from the rooftops, it's just too cool to describe. You know what this means don't you? It means I have to start watching Glee now. I don't have a choice in the matter anymore.