I am crashing fast, and I said I was going to go to bed at 10 pm, it’s now almost 1:30.
I met someone today who was talking and randomly mentioned, “So my brother gave me this boxed set DVD of Brisco County,” and I went “BRUCE CAMPBELL!!!! COMET!! BOULDER!!!” We had this amazing moment of about 10 minutes of screaming how excited we were about Bruce Campbell. It was HILARIOUS. And people have no idea who he is. I highly recommend everyone look up Bruce Campbell. If you’ve seen all 3 Spiderman movies, you’ve seen Bruce Campbell. In the first one he was the guy at the theatre that wouldn’t let Peter Parker in to see MJ, and in the second he was a boss, and in the third one he was the French maitre’d (no I can’t spell).
The other crazy thing is I forgot that Anna’s friend Dan calls me Oriole Bird (Baltimore. . . bird. . . yeah. . go figure). The next part to this is that Dan’s friend Matt lives frickin’ one block away from me!!! He’s moving on Sunday so I totally won’t ever see him again, but GO FIGURE!!!
And holy crap, I still have to pack. I am soooo not ready for San Francisco. I am so spaced out and stressing and . . well… I am getting up early tomorrow so I can get all this stuff done.