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I'm still alive, don't worry. There are 3 or 4 of you who still need drawings. I just got done sending five to one guy, so a little more patience and you should get them next week.

I just spent a week in LA. It was fucking awesome. I mean, like, totally fucking sweet as fuck. Man, I'm so good at expressing myself! I saw Nixon and Fractal and Amina and Missy and Sawa and Zoli and Razzi. And also ymonster who I'm going to have give me a totally slick and sex tattoo the next time I'm in NYC. It's been decided. I also hung out with Maximillian a lot, who absolutely spoiled me rotten, but we pretty much only get to see each other once a year (in fact, I think it was exactly a year this time... and it appears the only remnant I have of that trip is this...) and this was it for 2006, so we lived it up, and by "lived it up" I mean we hung around with each other and watched movies n stuff really hard. If you ask him, he'll tell you he's a bastard, but I think he's pretty great and usually only a bastard when it's funny. Also, we tend to like the same ridiculous movies, which worked out well. He took me driving up in the mountains twice (in the parking lot we slipped into her bucket seats / Kyrie took over from there) which was fucking awesome, once during the day and once at night. The time we went during the day he actually did take me up to the Santa Monica mountains in his 2 door BMW coupe, along Mulholland, and all I could hear was the Hey Pretty remix in my head. The second time he took me to a place where he could, in his words, Drive Fast, and you could hear the capitalization when he said it. It was... a thoroughly exhilarating experience. All in all, I like Max a lot.

I was so sad when I had to leave. Anywhere with palm trees makes me feel so good, and relaxed, and like work is so far away. I wish I could vacation in LA forever. Heh.

I'm sure I had something else to say but I don't remember it. I'll come back if I do.