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[devilisnine]

Last night I dreamed that Kate Moss and I went on a huge shopping spree in the city. We tried on jeans, recommended by a super gay man in a shop in SoHo. They looked good on Kate, but they didn't have my size. She bought the pants and we ended up taking one of those romantic horse-drawn carriage rides through Central Park.

I swear I'm a heterosexual, but that dream pretty much rocked.



In other news, the genes I possess for the chest area are quite frightening. I hope I turn out to be a fluke.