Months ago I posted an entry about what I assumed would happen if I ever met Michael Ian Black. It involved quoting him to his face, and pooping in my sweatpants. Tonight, this entry is about what actually happened when I met Michael Ian Black. When I met Michael Ian Black. I met Michael Ian Black.
MIB: Hi!
Anna: Hi.
MIB: How are you?
Anna: Great. Did
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also, that show and the whole expirence of meeting them has been the only thing on my mind since it happened... i still cant believe it. and trust my i have been telling EVERYONE that i met them, even yesterday i was telling David Dale, the guy who took my senior pictures all about it, but i guess its WELL WORTH gloating about, so i do, whenever i get the chance.
Im sure we can think of better things to say to them next time we meet them, and there is going to be a next time by the way, say when they come to lincoln like i told him to and like he said he would,
you wanna know something? ive been so involved in thinking about them that it has overshadowed everything else in my life, even the Bob Dylan concert im going to next week... is that normal? ive never met famous people before... meh.
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