so I met James Marsters yesterday. the fucking hell? I’m still in shock about it honestly.. I really really love comic con. making it possible to do shit like that.. shit I never thought I’d ever do. meeting people I never thought I’d meet.. or at least see in real life. it’s like a dream I’m just telling people about. meeting somebody from the flashy picture show I’ve adored since the age of 11 is so strange.. they’ve always just been in two dimensions. seeing them in three makes it all quite real.

so, needless to say - I’m totally going to comic con again next year. I really want to meet Nicky Brendon.. and Amber Benson but I’m not sure if she goes to those things or not. 

also got a stuffed totoro!!!!! eeeeeep! I’ve been looking for one for forever!

I still can’t get over the little conversations we had! he was one of the most legit and sweetest guys ever. just like everybody told me. I first got him to sign my lithograph they gave me with the VIP pass thing.. and the guy in line wrote my name on a piece of paper so I could give it to him to personalize the thing.. I just kept grinning.. confused as fuck handing him the paper when he held out his hand to shake mine- then shook it twice- once before and once after the signing - no fucking clue.. palpitations.. heart racing, strange things. I told him how much I love buffy (in some context) said ‘holy shit’ or something with the word shit - as I knew he wouldn’t care, and he smiled and said ‘did you see that video of anderson cooper meeting the fonz? it was hilarious, he tripped over the table he was so excited’ I was like ‘nooooo /awkward grinning laugh/ i’ll look that up though!!!’ I then told him about how I’ve seen the show all the way through at least 5 times and that I’m having a watch-through with my boyfriend and he said ‘oh nice, how’s he liking it?’ “he’s really digging it I think.. which is shocking, I didn’t think he’d like it as much as he does.” “haha - great, buffy really is a show for everyone man. I tried getting into that show Bones, my wife likes it a lot, but I just couldn’t man, it was too much of a.. chick show, you know?” I laughed - “yeah, it’s all about David Boreanaz being cute” (at which point I realized he’s met david boreanaz a billion-kazillion times and knows him - talking ABOUT david boreanaz to a guy who knows him personally - just strange) he chuckled - “which is fine and all” I added. He added something in agreement to that statement but I honestly can’t remember. fuck it was awesome. holy fucking fuck sauce.

THEN a few hours later when I went to go have the photo op - as I was leaving he looked me in the eyes said - AND I SHIT YOU THE FUCK NOT ‘You’re lookin’ good darlin’ AAWWW WHAAATTTT DERRRP. long pause ensued. ‘HAHA, thanks!….  you too!’ I then proceeded to stumble out of the photo op tent..

AND THAT IS THE STORY OF THE JAMES MARSTERS MEETUP. I have a feeling our paths will cross for a few more split seconds somewhere along the timeline of things.

I stayed 30 minutes AFTER comic con ended to GET that picture because they were having issues printing on SIX PRINTERS FOR ~5,000 people or whatever.. dumbasses. really. you know how many people you’ve sold tickets to - but not an estimation that 6 printers probably would not do the trick? so many boondocks saints pictures, oh gracious.

oh god, I could have hugged everyone there when I got it. I was in doubt that I’d get the visual evidence for a while. but when asian dude walked up to me with it I just thanked him times a trillion and GTFO of that place.