June 2013
79 posts
petition for the episode titles of season two to be indicative of hannibal's downward spiral
- Hors D’oeuvres
- Sushi
- Quiche Lorraine
- Casserole
- Pasta
- Seven-layer dip
- Chinese takeout
- Pizza
- Nachos
- Meatloaf
- Beanie Weenies
- Corn Dog
- Hot Pocket
M. Night Shyamalan Ghostwrote She's All That →
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And now, when they ask this at next month’s bar trivia night, you’ll know.
stars-inthe-sky replied to your photo: Once in a while, friends or family members ask…
…so what is your job, actually?
Short answer? Production Coordination.
Short-ish version of the long answer?
diaphenia replied to your post: So I volunteer for Children Mending Hearts, a…
At least tell us you made out with him on his face
No, because I was a volunteer at a charity event and too busy being an effing saint as I helped children. Or because I couldn’t look him in the eye without wanting to say, “So LBD, huh? Let’s not talk about the acting. Good job on the abs.”
clubgetright replied to your post: So I volunteer for Children Mending Hearts, a…
Insert The Hills reference here about the Young Hollywood party. Something about your roommate crashing it with a bunch of randos :) also total lolz about the shirt part.
I admittedly don’t understand this reference. The only TV reference I have for this situation is beetsbearbsg’s sister calling this “the real life Party Down,” which I thought was hilarious and sad but mostly hilarious.
So I volunteer for Children Mending Hearts, a charity that empowers underprivileged kids through art. Every year, they host a big star-studded day event with kids’ activities, Disney stars I’m too old to recognize, and big brands donating food, drinks, and samples. When we volunteer, we get to play with kids and oogle actors while helping a good cause. It’s a lot of fun, but my main point is this:
This year. This year, guys. This year, WICKHAM FROM LBD WAS ONE OF THE BARTENDERS.
I’m pretty certain I’m the only one there who realized/cared about this. It was easily the best/worst thing to happen to me all day. He was three booths down from me for hours, but it took me till the end of the day to recognize him, probably because he had a shirt on. beetsbearbsg can attest from my frantic texts that I. Lost. My. Shit. Even now, I’m not 100% sure what caused my breakdown. And no, I didn’t talk to him or take a pic because that would’ve been weird for everyone involved.
