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Yesterday, that is, Tuesday, I received a call from Edward Furlong. He tried to tell me he was Leonardo DiCaprio, but I didn't buy it. Good lord he was charming. He'd tried to call earlier in the day but I was feeling like utter garbage and could barely even answer my phone, let alone talk on the damn thing, so he called back in the afternoon, concerned about my health, and sending get well wishes. Then our call was dropped and when he called back my phone didn't even ring. He left a voicemail in which he told me to rock out with my cock out, and I'm going to save it forever. I was so pissed that my phone didn't ring. I didn't get the chance to tell him about how I've had a crush on him since I first saw T2, and how even though skinheads make me want to vomit he was soooo hot in American HIstory X... but I'm sure he gets all sorts of calls and emails and whatnot from all sorts of beautiful women (and men, I assume) every day telling him how they want to have, like, ten thousand of his babies, and I probably would have creeped him out anyway. I know how I feel a lot of the time when people approach me on here without having ever talked to me and propose marriage... but maybe it's different for guys. Maybe he digs it every time a hot chick tells him she wants to know him intimately. I don't know. I guess I'll never know. Oh well.

Anyway, I'm going to finish chopping my photos soon so you can have some, and you can always get a drawing if you'd rather. Or both. As soon as I figure things out I'm sure I'll be offering print deals and print + drawing deals. I'm almost ready to put my auctions up, too. I've already had an offer for my rubber habit which is going for at least $150, so if you want to get it before I put it up on eBay, let me know. If you want me to draw something besides an SG, let me know that, too, and we might be able to work something out. Please, nothing where if I didn't draw the face the picture would look stupid. I just can't do faces yet, no matter how I try.

Dang, Edward Furlong. I wish I could get a cuppa coffee with him, or even just stand under an awning with him in the rain for a cigarette. Wow, I sound like a creepy stalker.

*sigh*