Hey, big boy! Yeah, you.

Okay, I got no game. And right now, I have conjunctivitis, which makes me look like the resurrected dead, this pic is from the gala.

Jesse O'Dunne keeps calling me. He's been calling for a couple of weeks, usually after ten, and always looking for Emily. When I recognized his name on caller ID the second time he called, I told him he had the wrong number. "But this is in my fave five," he said, and he's been drunk dialing me ever since.