well, since I’m officially “the closest to a real stalker as (my co-workers) can allow (me) to ethically get” (hi erin!), i went out to try to see jonnhy depp just ONE. MORE. TIME. wednesday night.
plus, um how often IS johnny depp like three blocks from where you work. huh? huh? that’s right. once. once in your WHOLE life.
This time I wasn’t a lonely gawker because i was actually standing with people i knew — three women who missed out on the whole religious experience i had Monday night.
actually, 3.7 women, because one of them is like 8 months pregnant. true story.
we had to wait like three hours, which is a little longer than I waited monday night, but a LOT shorter than what i waited Friday night.
and i had to keep convincing this little boy next to me that it was in fact TOTALLY worth it to wait this long to see Captain Jack Sparrow. (i know, duh! right?)
and then.
there was the official johnny sighting. (!)
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