let me just say how much i love james(eseses). he is the only person who might actually do me the favor of modeling for me on my very last day of testing. i probably shouldnt be getting too excited, because hell probably bail one way or another (he may not call me back, work might not let him, or he might use work as a reason. who knows), but i believed him when he said it, so at this very moment, i love james. when he said hed do it if he could get the day off, i started balling. thats how fucked up i am. ive been doing shit like that a lot lately. i couldnt even get through the six sense cause i was too busy balling. its not like ive never seen it before. i fear i may be broken.