Life has certainly turned for the better since I broke my ankle.
I've got a strange new family unit going on, I've become incredibly active on Twitter, and I've decided to spend more time focused on me.
My first act of focusing on me rather than work was purchasing tickets for me, my bf, and bestie for Spooky Empire in Orlando. They have tons of guests coming, but my initial target was Norman Reedus.
Who is Norman Reedus?
Unless you've been living under a fucking rock all of your life, you'll recognize him from such roles in the two Boondock Saints movies, as well as Daryl Dixon on The Walking Dead. He's also done various smaller roles in television, quite a few movies (Blade II is an example) and he's pretty much got his own video game (The Walking Dead: Survival Instinct). Then there is his modeling career.
All in all, this man has a pretty vast portfolio under his belt. He's also one of the most humble actors you'd ever wanna meet. Proof? Ask some of the lovely Reedsluts on Twitter that have had the chance to meet him.
When I found out he was going to be at Spooky Empire in May I jumped on that shit. Jumped on it.
Mainly because I want to see if he is really as humble and nice as everyone says. No man that looks that good can be that humble. Most highly attractive men I've ever met in my life were either total douchebags, or just nice enough to get you into the sack before they turned into total demon seeds.
I also wanna ask him if he will let me touch his titanium eye socket. I'll gladly offer my titanium ankle up in exchange. My ankle doesn't feel so weird, so I don't imagine his eye will feel so strange. I also want to know who did his surgery and how on earth he came up pretty much scar free. I'm going to have an ugly scar for the rest of my life on my ankle thanks to this break and surgery. Meh, chicks dig scars, so I think I'll be alright.
As a last hoorah, I want to ask him if he will switch glasses with me for a picture. My Hello Kitty glasses for his Ray Bans. I highly doubt that is going to happen.
I've decided I'm going to wear my Things That Make My Dick Hard shirt, add his name to the bottom, and possibly say "guurl, you made me pop my tuck" if I think about it.
That's if I even make it through the autograph line. I've heard his lines are notoriously long and I possibly won't even get to meet him. That will make me pretty sad, considering I've spent an upwards of four hundred dollars already between tickets and a hotel room for three.
Another really exciting thing about this horror weekend is a Warriors reunion! I told my bf about that, and he immediately wanted to go. Then I leaked that Norman would be there and he got even more excited.
The couple that fangirls together stays together.