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hjsnapepmI was in a daze most of the day today. I woke up funny. It was strange because all this Victor Garber stuff from the past few weeks felt like a dream and when I woke up, I realized it was still real. Usually I dream of things that aren't real and have the exact opposite feeling. I'm better now that I took a nap (though no more articulate than I was earlier, unfortunately), but I was seriously not with it before. I saw Present Laughter two more times, once on Wednesday and again yesterday. My brother went with me yesterday and I took his picture with Victor.
Not as shadowy as mine because we weren't under the roof of the building. All I could do was grin. *sigh* He was really, really nice. My grandmother said that when he looks at you, he looks you right in the eye and concentrates on you. I didn't notice that the first time because I was so flustered, but I did yesterday. Guh. I hope he comes back to Boston or at least somewhere I can feasibly go. The sooner the better.
Not as shadowy as mine because we weren't under the roof of the building. All I could do was grin. *sigh* He was really, really nice. My grandmother said that when he looks at you, he looks you right in the eye and concentrates on you. I didn't notice that the first time because I was so flustered, but I did yesterday. Guh. I hope he comes back to Boston or at least somewhere I can feasibly go. The sooner the better.
