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5-4-3-2-1 . . . Happy New Year! Or, wait a second, maybe I’m counting down too early — or too late. Maybe you’re reading this in Europe or in Asia, and you’ve already done the 5-4-3-2-1.

In any case, welcome to the next decade! How was your decade?

If you had to write your own personal history of the ’00s, what would you say? What did you accomplish? What eluded you? How was the decade for you?

I can’t believe it’s been ten years since all the paranoid people were worried about Y2K. What are we going to worry about next? Didn’t Nostradamus have a prediction for 2012 or something?

It’s funny how fast a decade goes by, and here we are now about to do the same thing we do every year on New Year’s Eve. Some of you will be chasing the night, trying to find the perfect New Year’s Eve party that doesn’t exist. Others of you will stay home for a night of deep reflection.

Whatever you choose to do tonight, that is your choice. Personally, you know how I feel about chasing the night.

To me, tonight is just another Thursday night. We are going to go grab some dinner, wish each other a happy new year, and wake up tomorrow on Friday.

Life to me is just a continuous journey. I treat every day as another day I can learn something new and exciting, and grow as a person.

I don’t believe in New Year’s resolutions, because most people break them in the first 24 hours. I believe in daily goals, because I’ve learned that setting small goals every day is the way to succeed in the long run.

It’s been an amazing 2009. I am very thankful for everyone in my life.

I am very thankful to be in love with a woman I think is the most beautiful woman in the world.

I am thankful for all of you who have followed my work, participated in the blog, purchased my products, and taken my Bootcamps.

I am thankful for everyone who works with me behind the scenes making this business and this website something of which I am very proud.

So let me leave you with one tip for tonight. If you’re not kissing someone at midnight, don’t worry about it.

Don’t think of it as not kissing someone on New Year’s Eve. Think of it as not kissing someone on Thursday night.

Not only that, most people have some really nasty breath tonight. They went out and ate at an over-priced buffet and drank some cheap alcohol. So, basically, you’re kissing staleness.

So, think of it this way and just enjoy whatever you choose to do.

Happy New Year!

Slate dit à propos des pantalons de quand on était jeune et belle :

Pour près de 30% des Britanniques, le sentiment de satisfaction des dames au moment de boutonner leur pantalon est bien plus important que celui qu’elles ressentent quand elles font l’amour. Maigrir est tout simplement plus jouissif.

Je préfère faire l’amour, mais 1) je n’ai jamais été grosse, 2) mon boyfriend assure donc je n’ai pas besoin de me jeter dans des vêtements presse-clito pour me stimuler, 3) je préfère les robes. Les hommes devraient se méfier des femmes en slim (l’inverse étant également vrai). Par ailleurs, on ne peut que regretter, d’une manière générale, que le confort génital passe en millième position des priorités des créateurs de mode : un slim, ou même un pantalon moulant, ça te rentre dans le ventre tout en t’écrasant les parties génitales, donc ça devrait être interdit, ou au moins casé parmi les armes d’auto-destruction de catégorie 5.

Ce billet ne fait pas l’apologie du sarouel ou du jogging sans culotte, hein, faut pas abuser. Mais de mon point de vue, rien ne vaut une jupe ample et une culotte de satin.

(Hors-sujet : merci aux deux lecteurs dont j’ai trouvé in extremis le courrier avant de partir en vacances, et dont les bouquins ont éclairé mes 16 heures d’avion. Vous êtes adorables !)

This will be my final podcast of 2009. In two days, it will be 2010. The roaring 10s.

What did we call the the last decade? The 00s (the ‘zeros’)? The greedy 00s? The bank failure 00s? I mean what are we going to call this era (as it is about to end)? In today’s podcast, I am going to share my thoughts on the past year and the year to come.

I am also going to talk about how to unwind all the tension that the holidays cause. I mean, anyone whose parents drove them crazy over the holidays, please raise your hand.

How many of you had parental craziness during Christmas time? During family gatherings, how many of you felt evaluated and judged about where you are at in your life?

How many of you are looking forward to tomorrow night (New Year’s Eve) with bated breath, believing it will be the best night of the year for you?

In this podcast, I will be giving you some of my thoughts on all of these things. I will also be giving you a sneak peek into what I’ll be bringing you in 2010. I hope you enjoy it!

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Invest in yourself and take the steps necessary to make 2010 the year you truly want it to be — and the year your dating and personal life stop being what you don’t want them to be. Check out my Men’s Mastery Series and Women’s Mastery Series programs now.

As you woke up this morning to the sound of your mother or another houseguest meandering around your kitchen, were you asking yourself “Do I really love holiday leftovers?”

Houseguests are always interesting.

I traveled to Wales not too long ago. For those of you who don’t already know the answer, let me ask you a Jay Leno-ish kind of question. Is Wales a country or is it part of England?

I don’t really know what it is.  Actually, they think it is a country.  It is actually part of the United Kingdom, but it’s not really England. So, Wales wants to be its own country.

Anyway, when we were in Wales we stayed with a couple of friends. Let me tell you something about houseguests and about being a houseguest.

My Grandmother used to say that houseguests were like fish — they tend to stink after three days. So you either need to cook the fish or kick the houseguests out after that.

If you do have a houseguest, though, you need to make them feel special. When we were staying with those friends in a beautiful castle in Wales, it really opened my eyes about the right way to treat a houseguest.

I mean, I am pretty good with houseguests, but these guys just went over and above the hosting call of duty. They picked us up from the airport. they took us out to dinner.

That is really important by the way. When you have a houseguest in from out of town, do you take them out to dinner or do you expect them to take you out to dinner?

When people come to visit you, it is really nice to take them out to dinner. Treat them to a good meal.

They made the trip cross-country to meet you. The least you can do is take them out to dinner.

Also, you need to remember some of the “little things” that equal a nice experience for your houseguests. Did you put nice clean towels in the bathroom (or did you leave out the towels that have been hanging in the bathroom for the past two weeks)?

Did you change the sheets on the bed? I have stayed at people’s houses and slept in beds in which I swear their dog slept the night before.

I have stayed at people’s houses where they have expected me to pay for all the meals when we went out to dinner. It’s like they think, “Well I am giving him a place to stay so the least he can do is treat me for dinner every night.” I even had one host actually say that out loud to me one time.

I would rather get a hotel room sometimes. I have stayed at people’s homes where the accommodations at any hotel would be much cleaner.

When you have a houseguest, you give them the royal treatment. You make sure you treat them well.

You pick them up from the airport or, if you can’t, you make arrangements for a cab. Make sure you treat them to dinner. Show them a good time.

Offer the keys to your car or take them out to do something they enjoy. Educate them a little bit about your town.  If you don’t want to do everything with them, give them a list of things they can do in your town.

Pick one of your favorite restaurants and take them there. Choose a restaurant they can’t go to in their hometown (and don’t pick a chain restaurant like an Applebees).

The bottom line is that you need to treat your houseguests really nicely, because traveling is hard. I traveled for about three weeks and, I have to tell you, I felt like royalty at each person’s home at which we stayed. That is how every houseguest should feel.

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Cette brève est en fait une excuse pour vous annoncer que je pars à Bangkok dans quelques heures afin de fêter le nouvel an dans une ville où je ne connais personne et où je n’ai pas de logement. Il me reste quelques heures de froid parisien, si vous avez des plans-hôtel (calme et wifi) ou des plans-tout-court, j’accepte toutes les recommandations. J’en ai même sacrément besoin. Voilà, le prochain post sera écrit par 35°, en short, ce qui signifie que je vis actuellement une urgence-épilation non-planifiée. A très vite !

Being an adult is great. You can buy yourself Christmas gifts all year round. This year I didn’t get too many Christmas gifts (which is alright since I have everything I need).

Yesterday, however, I received the best Christmas gift of all. The Colts decided to sit Peyton Manning in the middle of the game, allowing the Jets a defeat against a third string quarterback.

It also gave the Jets an 8-7 record, putting them in charge of their playoff destiny. Next week I hope Marvin Lewis decides to sit his best players too so that the Jets can win again. It’s the Marty Schottenheimer style of coaching – get into the playoffs and lose.

My Christmas break was great. I was in New Orleans looking for a place to get married. I saw some really cool venues. If any of you know a great band or a great photographer down there, let me know. Or, if any of you are a professional photographer, let me know and perhaps we can work something out.

Over the holiday, Yahoo! published an article of mine and put it on its homepage. I really love when Yahoo! publishes my articles. It’s great. It gives me massive amounts of feedback in about a six hour time period.

It also, however, makes me realize something very sad. It makes me realize that there are a lot of people out there who hide behind their laptop and criticize people all day long.

Whenever I look at comments on any article which appears on Yahoo!, I’d say at least 50% of them are full of anger. It doesn’t matter about what each person is writing, people will find fault with it.

They are the blamers in life. They are always blaming other people for their misfortunes.

They are also very negative people. They are always looking for the opportunity to say, “Aha! I told you this wouldn’t work!”

These people often say things like this because they don’t realize they are the cause all the negative things in their own life. They are responsible for every decision they make, every mistake they make and every relationship they’ve had.

They are 100% responsible for these things. Instead of confronting themselves and taking responsibility, they hide in forums, chatrooms and message boards and blame others. Instead of going out and working on themselves, which they should do every day, they spend hours and days online blaming everyone else.

The Internet is wonderful. You can reach the masses by pressing a few buttons., but too often you realize that a lot of the members of the masses are very angry.

Sometimes I read comments about technology items — items that work perfectly fine — and yet people will find eight things wrong with them and spend their time and energy spewing their anger on a message board about them. Why?

Why waste so much time on anger? If you’re angry, it is your own fault. Take responsibility for your anger.

I have a friend who constantly bounces checks and is somewhat of a financial mess. He is always blaming Bank of America for his problems.

The bank is against him he believes. Really? Bank of America, which probably has about ten million accounts, is against him?

If you bounce checks, it is your fault. It means you don’t know how to handle your finances. It’s not that my friend doesn’t make money. He makes money and he is still a financial mess.

I can understand if someone is buying food for their family, and they bounce a check because they need food to survive. This person, however, actually makes a good living and he still blames the bank for his problems.

As we close out 2009 and head into the 10’s, isn’t it time you stopped criticizing or harping on things and started taking responsibility for yourself? You are 100% responsible for your life. That is what being an adult is all about.

For my young readers who still live at home with their parents (and maybe battle their parents on a daily basis), one day you will be 100% responsible for your life. You can start right to prepare yourself for that by seeing every decision you make as a lesson being taught to you.

I remember the first time a friend of mine got drunk and threw up. He blamed everyone, saying they forced him to drink.

We use the term “peer pressure” when we’re young. In reality, though, you are the one in the end who has to make the decision.

When you’re young, it’s harder to make an independent decision because you want to be cool and go with the flow. When you’re older, however, you just have to make up your own mind about yourself and make your own decisions.

So spend the next few days thinking about how you blame others for what has happened and how things are in your life. Start writing it all down. Write “I blame so-and-so for this” and “I blame such-and-such for that.”

Then I want you to amend all those and substitute yourself in those sentences. At the end write, “I am fully responsible for everything that happens in my life due to my choices.”

Have a great Monday!

Le règne du moindre effort est arrivé, mais comme nous commençons à le savoir, la glandouille est un truc de riche. Pour vous masturber sans les mains, vous les hommes (j’attendais depuis longtemps), hop :

Il s’agit d’une roquette à pénis, qui vous inflige de 90 à 180 coups de piston par minute (bientôt adaptable sur votre musique préférée, je parie). Oui, vous avez bien lu.

Un truc s’est produit que je ne pensais pas voir avant ma ménopause.

Les hommes hétérosexuels vont se faire volontairement pistonner.

Je rappelle que jusqu’ici, le pistonnage était réservé aux femmes dans le langage des jaquettes de porno (“cette étudiante en physique fondamentale de tout juste 18 ans, majeure depuis 12 secondes mais teenageuse quand même de l’intérieur, vierge de tous les orifices même la bouche parce qu’elle se nourrit uniquement par sonde intrastomacale depuis l’anomalie de naissance qui lui a également donné un tour de poitrine de 190FFF, va se faire pistonner de son plein gré par quatre magnums de champagne, douze Noirs, deux épagneuls, son père, son prof de conduite, une MILF qui passait dans le coin, une fuckmachine conçue pour inséminer une vache normande, et une currywurst. Elle trouvera l’expérience agréable et pertinente dans l’élaboration de sa théorie des corps élastiques“).

350 euros le pistonnage, ça me semble donné pour un retournement aussi profond de votre orientation sexuelle.

(A la base, je voulais vous recommander cette page qui permet de commander vos Tenga Flip Hole (que 100% des lecteurs de Sexactu apprécient, fouinez les archives pour relire les test) pour 50 euros, ce qui est quasiment deux fois moins qu’ailleurs. Un ami à moi est passé sur ce site et a reçu sa commande, c’est donc fiable.)

Are you a woman who has too much masculine energy? If you are, then you need to get rid of a lot of that masculine energy when you are in the dating world.

Women who have a lot of masculine energy need to dress more sexy. They need to put themselves out there a little bit more.

Do you know what masculine energy is?

Masculine energy in a woman can be a woman who is very successful in her career. She competes with men all day long, so she’s basically masculine. She’s battling men all day long in the business world, so she’s masculine.

She’s looking for a raise. She has to fight her boss, so she’s masculine.

When she goes on a date, she takes that same masculine with her, and takes the guy’s balls and chops them into a million little pieces. When a man is trying to flirt with a woman on a date who has a lot of masculine energy, she basically ends up going into interrogation mode.

She will talk to him the same way she would talk when she’s trying to negotiate a business deal. She doesn’t bring out her feminine energy.

So what is feminine energy and what does it look like on a date? Feminine energy is dressing sexy, flirting with the guy, leaning in when he talks and looking directly in his eyes. Those are one part of it.

Another part of it is learning how to throw a bone to a guy every so often, and then making sure he jumps on it. Learn how to give a man clues, and give him the opportunity pick up on them and take the lead.

That’s how a woman should act around a man. Throw a bone then allow him to lead. You want him to take action.

You don’t want to be the one taking the action all the time. Every time you take action, you emasculate him.

I mean, most guys may not initially see it like that, but eventually it will deteriorate the type of relationship you have. If you want a “guy’s guy,” you have to give him a bone every so often and make sure he picks up on it.

Now I know there are some people reading this right now who are mistakenly thinking that I am telling women to be passive and submissive to men. I am actually saying the opposite.

A big part of feminine energy is being open. It is also being the decision-maker in terms of choosing men with whom you want to be willing at times to be led. It’s allowing yourself to surrender at appropriate moments.

So how do you develop your feminine energy, and feel amazing and sexy in your own skin? Take a look at your body type.  Take a look at the type of woman you are.  

Start looking through magazines which contain pictures of women with your body type. If you’re a little heavier, look at magazines that have heavier women in there so you can see how they dress sexy.  

Go to a store and get a makeover.  Find a way that you can express your sexuality.  

Men are attracted to all body types. The key thing here, though, is that men are attracted to sexy women of all body types.  

So women really need to explore that a little bit more, so that they can use their feminine energy when they start flirting with men. Doing that will get you noticed so much more — and you, as a woman, will also start to have a lot more fun in your dating life.

Pour une raison incompréhensible, j’avais raté l’existence de l’aide-bouc, une sorte de machin à mordre comme quand on se fait faire une empreinte de la mâchoire pour porter un appareil dentaire (trois ans d’expérience feront toujours la différence, RIP mon adolescence), et qui permet de se faire un bouc plus régulier que la fréquence à laquelle je perds à Sing Star, notamment quand je tente Just Dance de Lady Gaga comme hier soir, m’humiliant publiquement, j-j-j-just dance (il faut savoir à ce sujet que mes trois derniers copains sont tous soit chanteurs, soit excellents chanteurs, consacrant par là-même leur accointance avec Apollon, et là je parle du dieu grec, pas du programme spatial – au cas où vous vous poseriez la question, non je ne suis pas bourrée, c’est peut-être même parce qu’après deux jours sans alcool je suis extralucide que je peux continuer cette phrase à l’infini sauf maintenant).

Mais revenons à nos moutons. Pardon, nos boucs.

Je vais repréciser pour la millième fois que le bouc est une absence de personnalité, d’individualité et d’identité, c’est le ticket de métro pubien appliqué au visage, comme un carré entourant la jolie forme vulvaire de votre bouche, et pourquoi voudrait-on se mettre dans des carrés ? C’est aberrant. Si vous avec un problème d’adéquation entre virilité ressentie et poil exhibé, portez une barbe chic comme celle de Gerard Butler dans 300 (si vous avez le physique de Gerard Butler et que vous faites plus de 4 millions de points sur une chanson à Lips, il y a de fortes chances pour que je sois un jour votre petite amie).

La machine à bouc ressemble à ceci :

Nous avons tous appris en cours d’étymologie que “travail” vient du mot “torture” via le latin “tripal”. On reconnaît bien sur cette image les trois branches de l’outil de torture. Ne mettez pas votre bouche là-dedans, garçons. Les conséquences seraient terribles :

Looks shopped, hein ? Personne ne veut ressembler à ça. Personne.