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ugh, YOU GUYS. my localish radio station is having a contest to hang out with blake and have breakfast with him or some ridiculous shit like that and i just entered and i am completely terrified that i will win and then make an ass out of myself.. i have been within, like, a foot of that dude three times. two of those times i COULD NOT SPEAK AT ALL (like, i handed him a gift and he thanked me and all i could do was smile. erin said it reminded her of "i can hear the bells" from hairspray, lol) and the other time i said something to the top of his head as he was signing an autograph and then he looked up and answered me and i stuttered something and as soon as he left i dropped my bottle of vitamin water and it spilled everywhere.

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[inlipstickred.livejournal.com]

hee, donna texted me and was like "hey, go visit sarah!" and then, like, minutes later she's all "OMGWTFALBANY!" XD

i can't step on his foot, he'd probably get really upset if i messed up his shoes, that little diva.

[themightybee.livejournal.com]

hee! providence has never been so desired.

oh, please. if i wasn't bitch slapped down the aisle for scuffing aiken's shoes, i think you'll be okay!