Okay, I've got some prints from my rejected set! There will be more pictures to come, but right now I have the only ones that don't have nudity, for those that wish to be able to keep all their pictures on the wall when they have their parents over. $15 for a 4x6 and $25 for an 8x10 with shipping in the USA. Four 4x6s for $50, and two 8x10s for $40. I'll sign them, too. Like I said, there will be more in a couple days that have, at least, boobs in them, but these are the only ones (except perhaps for a headshot or two later in the set) that I have of me where I'm fully clothed.

Here's one:



Here's another (I know this one has boobs, but it's the only one so far):



To see the rest, click here! If you want anything, just PM me.

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Edit:

Why This Set Was Rejected

I was told that the pictures were too low resolution so they couldn't put them up, but I've made perfectly clear 8x10 prints from them. They also said they were too yellow, and they were quite yellow because it was dim where we took the pictures, but I color-corrected them in photoshop and I think they look just fine. Whatever the case, I was told that this set was rejected because of the physical pictures themselves, not because of the set's content.

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*

Well, I'm glad you all loved me on CSI! Thanks a lot for all your compliments.

This month is "Al raises $1,000" month. Everyone who's ordered a drawing's drawings will be in the mail tomorrow. Apparently I sent out 3 orders on the same day and all 3 of them never arrived! Ugh! But this includes you two guys that I sent the wrong ones to. Those will be out tomorrow!

So, anyone who wants a drawing, they're $20 including shipping to the US. If you live elsewhere, contact me and we'll talk about shipping.

I also recently had a set rejected and will be selling prints from it as soon as I finish photoshopping the yellow back from them. I think $15 for a 4"x6" and $25 for an 8"x10" including shipping will be the going rate; you'll have to contact me if you want something else. If you're looking to buy larger amounts or want pictures of something else, we can work something out.

I will be selling my rubber habit from my Habit set. I know, I'm sad to see it go, but I just don't wear it anymore and I could use the cash moneys, considering I still don't have a job. I'll be putting it up on Ebay, but if you have an offer now, feel free to PM me. It's made by House of Whacks and it's in very good condition. The zipper is missing three teeth at the base, but you can't tell by looking and it still works just fine. It's a size M. I'm also going to sell the underwear I wore during the fake blood scene in the CSI episode. They've still got a big fake blood stain on them! Again, I'm putting those up on Ebay too, but if you'd like them (and you'd like me to, say, wear them before you get them) PM me and make me an offer. The last big-ticket item I'll be selling is the red vinyl pants I wear in the first interrogation scene. You can't really see them, unfortunately, just a glimpse at the beginning when we're standing in the hallway, but they're really rad pants. They've got straps and buckles and they've been on TV!

If anyone else out there knows I have something cool that they'd like to buy from me, a stickfigure comic of us having a picnic, my bee galoshes, perhaps a tape of my band from jr. high, Linus... ooo, that's a good idea, actually. It's a four song demo we recorded when I was 15. I'll send you one for $10, shipping and packaging and everything included. Hit me up, alice@teamawesome.net through paypal.com. I accept credit cards as well as echecks, if that's more your style.

I hope everyone had a happy Halloween!

Hey guys, check me out! Tune in to CBS this Wednesday the 18th at 10pm Eastern and Pacific and 9pm Mountain and Central to see yours truly and seven other SGs (Missy, Amina, Fractal, Nixon, Razzi, Sawa and Zoli) plus special guest Omen star in CSI:NY. It should be awesome, you won't want to miss it. Also, in case you didn't see it, there's an interview on here with Anthony Zuiker, creator of CSI, that went up a little bit ago. He loves SG. I mean just loves it, and he loves us SGs, too. He's a genuine sweetheart; there's not a sleazy bone in his body. I'm so stoked for the episode this week! Go tell Zuiker that he needs to have us all back for an encore. TV needs more hot ladies who aren't stereotypical "hot ladies" with long, brown hair and blonde salon highlights, high heel shoes, french manicured acrylic nails, and two earrings in each ear with nothing inbetween them. TV needs women who have tattoos and rainbow colored hair and leather pants who don't act like attention-starved sluts or drug addicted, vapid freaks. TV needs to stop perpetuating stereotypes and start portraying women as they really are: human beings. Just because you dress one way or hang out at a particular place or listen to a certain type of music doesn't mean you're a certain kind of person. Doing certain things doesn't mean you have to be a certain way. TV needs to stop making the girl with the black hair and black trench coat and doc martins the mysterious, suicidal druggie, and stop making the girl with the mohawk and the plaid skirt and ripped fishnets the mean, angry, crazy drunk, and stop making the girl with the low-rise jeans, one-sleeved shirt, blonde hair and tramp stamp the sultry, shameless slut, and start doing all of us a favor by writing female characters who not only have multi-dimensional personalities, but also have their own style and unique sex appeal. I know, I know, it's television, I'm looking in the wrong place if I'm tired of stereotypes, but a girl can dream, right?

Maybe.

A girl can certainly dream about owning these shoes, I'm sure. Oh yes, yes she can. Someday... someday...



Well, that's about all I have for right now. I have to make some phonecalls on Monday. Maybe the temp agency will have work for me again. I hope so! I like not having to work, but the "not having money" thing makes me nervous. Oh well. Off to watch The Real McCoy!

Okay. Everyone who has paid me for drawings and NOT received anything yet, here's what I want you to do:

Send me a message with the girl(s) you wanted me to draw in the subject line, and within the body of the message include your name and address. I might have left one or two of you out, and it's not out of the realm of possibility to imagine something might have gotten lost in the mail. I just want to make sure everyone's accounted for. I'm sorry to have taken so long for some of you guys. Thanks for your patience.

Looking for a job. Again.

I'm sick of this shit.

Go give dunx a hug. If not because I told you to, do it because you're really going to want him on your side when shit hits the fan, and no one can be un-cheered by a hug.

I cry and cry, and then when there are no tears left to cry, I throw up. It's like my body expunges my grief through my face.

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.