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22 January 2010 @ 02:24 pm
I'm not going to friend lock this post because I want to please any and all lurkers that visit my journal.

Today I was thinking that I need to start blogging more, if this even counts as blogging...I suppose "journaling" is more appropriate.

The only problem is that I don't know what I'm supposed to talk about. Movie, play, book, and comic reviews? Thoughts and ramblings? Short stories? Dexter/Mandark M-rated slash fanfiction? The color and consistency of my horrific Hershey squirts? It's a mystery.

Anyway, if anyone is actually reading this (doubtful), greetings and prepare yourself for some more updates in the near future! I even changed my background to something far more sophisticated and fitting for this journal, which just so happens to be the embodiment of elegance and class.
20 June 2009 @ 03:35 pm
I cannot believe it. I met Edward James Olmos and Michael Hogan. I paid $65 to pose for a picture with them (which I look horrible in, by the way...I won't dare post it unless someone begs a whole lot, but I doubt anyone is going to read this either way so it's not an issue) for about five seconds after waiting in line for a good hour and a half, but it was WORTH IT. Michael Hogan whistled at my sister and I and told us we were beautiful, and I was both amused and disturbed. EJO didn't talk much aside from just saying hi and chuckling, but we were only there for a second and there was a huge line behind us so we didn't really have time to chit chat. Later on after looking around the convention some more, I saw Michael again and without even thinking about it I waved at him insanely. He actually said "hi" back, which I felt a mixture of extreme embarrassment and excitement about.

I also met Emma Caulfield and she was kind of an ice queen. She wasn't necessarily mean, she just pulled the "I really don't want to be here" 'tude, and I couldn't blame her considering the nerds who were in front of us in line to meet her who were saying shit like "you're even sexier in person" and practically drooling all over her. I gave my sister the last $10 I had for a picture with her, but she was so skinny, pretty, and tiny that neither of us dared to get a picture next to her in fear of looking like a giant troll in comparison, so we just had her pose with a sign for a Buffy fan site that my sister is on. And she pulled the hair covering one eye pouty face blue steel look in every picture she was in.

Even with the disappointment of Ice Queen Anya, a horrible picture that I paid way too much money for, and a lot of making a blubbering fangirl idiot of myself, I had an awesome, awesome day. And if you ever want a self-esteem boost, go to a comic convention; even if you're average-looking in street standards you'll look like a God among the nerds.
10 September 2008 @ 08:16 pm
Most of my journal entries are friends only, so if you're interested then comment to be added! If I have no idea who you are I might not add you (if you think I might not be familiar with you then just tell me where I would recognize you from) but I'm pretty lenient.