1. I now have to worry about Mr. Aggressive Jackhammer (from previous entry). He’s called me four times tonight to have a drink with him (I blew off the photo shoot). I finally called him back to tell him that I wanted to stay in tonight and he wouldn’t take no for an answer. So I told him…okay. But I didn’t mean it. I told him that I thought he was being too aggressive, and he answered, “Hey, I’m a guy.”
Now I’m hiding in my loft, knowing that he can get into the building and start banging on my door. I seriously would not put that past him. Fucking jackhammer.
2. Agent Aussie called me tonight! I didn’t recognize the number at first, but then who else do I know in this world that has an 11-digit phone number (oh, except for my friends in Hong Kong, but they never call me anyway)? I was so happy to hear from him, even though I had been avoiding answering his last email because (a) I’ve already made other plans for the week we’d originally planned for me to be in Australia, and (b) I’m probably not going to be able to meet him in L.A. next week, and (c) he’d requested a photo, and I don’t have any good ones to send him!
But I did suggest meeting in L.A. next month, and me coming to Oz in November. He sounded fairly optimistic. Gotta love a happy-go-lucky Australian!!
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