Saturday, December 25, 2010

Sometimes I run into D-list celebrities

That are more like Q-list, from TV shows that only I watch. Then I gawk at them and make them feel uncomfortable because I'm so shocked to see them somewhere where regular people hang out, like a movie theater in Atlanta. Then I Google stalk them and imagine our relationship, and tell everyone I know who I saw. I try not to Tweet. Sometimes I fail. Then I wonder how the hell I'm going to live in LA.

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