Today has ended wonderfully in two ways:

1. I am composing this while sitting on a plane en route to LA, watching FX on the little screen in the seat, reading Tweets as they post. I indulged a little and paid for in-flight Internet. I plan on posting to Instagram. This amazes more than just a little.

2. While both cruising through the airport and then waiting in the aisle for other passengers to take their seats, I looked up to see none other than Paul Wesley stuffing his bag into an overhead bin. It is no secret that I have a teenage sort of affinity for the Vampire Diaries and its assortment of stars, especially since they’re in and out of Atlanta all the time. So I had the expected reaction, which was to lose the capacity for speech, become very unbecomingly flushed, and start shaking. And so even though he was four inches from my elbow, I made embarrassingly furtive glances in that general direction and continued to my seat, replaying the scene in my head a few dozen times, except with a far braver me in it. (That me was charmingly complimentary.)

Who knows? Perhaps a similar opportunity will present itself in the future, and I will do something more than send a creepy, stalker tweet from twelve rows back in an airplane. Future and past me are so much braver than me right now.

About HappyGoth

By day, I'm a graphic designer. By night, I'm a knitter. I'm doing my part to keep Hotlanta stylish. I imagine that if you don't already understand the title of the blog, you're probably confused and perhaps slightly annoyed, but never fear - I do have a reason (and it's a good one). Having gone to hear Stephanie Pearl McPhee, and then having been inspired to blog about knitting, I found myself wondering what to call the blog. I recalled a conversation I had with Mouse and the Chicken Goddess about why it is a Bad Idea to anger knitters - this conversation was following SPM, aka the Yarn Harlot telling the assembled throng about Those Who Do Not Understand Knitting and Therefore Belittle It Much to the Chagrin of Others, or TWDNUKTBMCO, which is not the acronym she used but is the one I'm using because I forgot hers - that is, we are numerous and we all have very pointy sticks, easily transforming into an angry mob. Therefore, knitters = angry mob.
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