Help Me Reach My Goal!

So my followers have been daily fluctuating.
It's irritating.
So irritating that I'm this close to developing an anxiety disorder where I pull out my eyebrows and eyelashes.
DO YOU GUYS WANT ME TO DO THAT?
DO YOU?
DO YOU?
Didn't think so.

So at the start of the week, I had 48. Then 46. Then 47. Then 46. Then 47. Now 46.
STOP DOING THIS TO ME, PEOPLE.
Am I really so unlikeable that I repel at least one person a day?

No. Of course not.
Maybe I just smell bad.

My goal is to reach AND KEEP 50 followers.
My fiftieth follower will get free graphics.
Whatever they want.
(not applicable if I don't like you)
(kidding)
I just need 4 more people that can put up with my stories and pictures.
But come on now, who doesn't want more of this?
I want to follow myself just looking at that picture.

Wow, I just realized my crotch was smashed against that guy's crotch.
And my mom MADE me take that picture.
INAPPROPRIATE.
But funny as hell, lemme tell you.

So everyone, hear my pleas. My begging. My annoying whispers that will penetrate your brain and your dreams.
Help me reach 50. That's what I want for Christmas.
But for LAST Christmas.
So in reality, my present is late.
How DARE all of you? Late presents are tacky.

So here's how it's going to roll.
Refer people to me however you'd like.
When they come here, just have them tell me who referred them.
The 50th follower will get free graphics, along with whoever referred them.
This could be a full blog makeover, just buttons if that's all you want.

Do it however you want, really. Do a blog post, do it verbally. I don't care.
I just want some even followers. Or else my OCD will kick in and I'll make 4 more accounts just so that I look popular.
I wouldn't put it past myself to do that you know.

Oh, and until I get 50 followers, I'm posting that Chippendales picture EVERY DAY. Maybe even multiple times in one post.
Where it's not even relevant.
"And then I was eating ice cream... BAM CHIPPENDALES."

So that's the "rules" to the contest. If you can even call it that.

Now for my day... I'll post pics tomorrow. But I'll just give a quick rundown.
Got up, went to the chiropractor. Was told that I have to wear a mouth guard while I sleep because I grind my teeth at night.
Which means you get to see this beauty way more often:
Sexy, right?
I know what you're all thinking.
When are you getting the mouth guard, because I want to see that sexy face every day.
Well, I'm not sure.
So just save the above picture and fantasize about that.

We went and got my dad a cake for his birthday. (Birthday is Sunday, party was today).

I laid around for most of the day. Not really much else I could do.
I contemplated being like Kristina.
"Should I get a Snuggie? What about a Bumpit?"
I'm thinking about getting something from TV. Something that I could claim as my own.
I could get a Shamwow and take pictures of myself cleaning everywhere.
That could work.
What do you think my new niche should be?

BAM CHIPPENDALES
You have been warned.