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So, everyone that actually reads this has probably already heard my amazing celebrity encounter at the airport last week, but I'm gonna tell it AGAIN. Because this is my blog, and I can tell all the boring over-told stories I want. YES.
Yes, so, I'm at the airport waiting for my connecting flight to DC, and I sit down by the gate, and I'm dropping my book and my water and my coat and generally having a rough time of making it through the airport. I get all situated and I totally feel like someone's looking at me, so I look in the direction of the creepy vibe and lo and behold it's Dustin Diamond from Saved by the Bell. So, obvs, first thing I do is text Benny. And then like, everyone else. "omgz, screech is sitting like six feet from me at the airport!"
So, after my slew of texts, I'm like "ok, I'm over that." But, I'm still getting the creepy vibe so I look back up from my book and he's still looking at me and we make eye contact, and I'm like "ew..." and he WINKS. Like, what the hell does he think's gonna happen?? "Oh Screech, I saw your nasty porn, and your desperate attempts to become a celebrity again, TAKE ME." So, I pack everything up and go for an airport walk to escape the creepiness.
While, I'm on my scenic airport walk, I get to thinking... I've just been upgraded to first class (thank yoooou elite flier status), and it's a smaller flight, like only three rows of first class... What if I'm sitting by him?? Horror. So, I get back, and they're boarding and I don't see him, and I'm like "blaaaaah" (yes, blaaaaaah). So, I board, and I'm like "..." and he was in in coach. Hilar. and so so lucky.
And that is the story of my Saved by the Bell encounter. Just watch, he googles himself and is gonna show up here or some shit.
In other news, the earrings I bought from Claires are totally NOT surgical steel for sensitive ears, and now I have three green dots on each ear. Thanks Claires.
So, everyone that actually reads this has probably already heard my amazing celebrity encounter at the airport last week, but I'm gonna tell it AGAIN. Because this is my blog, and I can tell all the boring over-told stories I want. YES.
Yes, so, I'm at the airport waiting for my connecting flight to DC, and I sit down by the gate, and I'm dropping my book and my water and my coat and generally having a rough time of making it through the airport. I get all situated and I totally feel like someone's looking at me, so I look in the direction of the creepy vibe and lo and behold it's Dustin Diamond from Saved by the Bell. So, obvs, first thing I do is text Benny. And then like, everyone else. "omgz, screech is sitting like six feet from me at the airport!"
So, after my slew of texts, I'm like "ok, I'm over that." But, I'm still getting the creepy vibe so I look back up from my book and he's still looking at me and we make eye contact, and I'm like "ew..." and he WINKS. Like, what the hell does he think's gonna happen?? "Oh Screech, I saw your nasty porn, and your desperate attempts to become a celebrity again, TAKE ME." So, I pack everything up and go for an airport walk to escape the creepiness.
While, I'm on my scenic airport walk, I get to thinking... I've just been upgraded to first class (thank yoooou elite flier status), and it's a smaller flight, like only three rows of first class... What if I'm sitting by him?? Horror. So, I get back, and they're boarding and I don't see him, and I'm like "blaaaaah" (yes, blaaaaaah). So, I board, and I'm like "..." and he was in in coach. Hilar. and so so lucky.
And that is the story of my Saved by the Bell encounter. Just watch, he googles himself and is gonna show up here or some shit.
In other news, the earrings I bought from Claires are totally NOT surgical steel for sensitive ears, and now I have three green dots on each ear. Thanks Claires.
2 Comments:
i have not a doubt in the world that he googles himself all the time. in fact, it would not surprise me if he monitors the number of hits daily and tracks them in a journal, with perhaps a "notes" section in which he jotted down..."tried to pick up a blonde today. winked. made her nauseous. next time i'll test out the kissy face" and some such nonsense.
this is rob by the way. and hello kitty's dad gave her a CAT as a pet?! charmmy kitty? dubious!
for my money, i'm going with keroppi, who lives down by the donut pond.
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