Soo… My sister officially rocks. My mom and I are going down to L.A. for the weekend, and on Saturday my sister is taking me to dinner ar Ago for my birthday. Ago is owned by Robert De Niro and celebs are always dining there. So I am suuuuper stoked about going there. My mom’s already been there twice I think, but this will be my first time and I hope that I get some good celeb sightings. :)

The only problem now is that I gotta figure out what I’m going to wear to dinner tomorrow night. I gotta dress up and all my dressy stuff is too big. So I’m going to have to do some super fast shopping right after work. ugh.

Okay, so I just called John Mayer. Eddie gave me his address and phone number. I’m freaking out. I just called the number and the guy answered and I was all “I’m sorry I have the wrong number” and the guy goes “oh its no problem”.. And I think it was him…. I don’t want to call him and be like “I’m in love with you” and I don’t wanna fuck with his privacy. So it’s really pointless to have that information. grrr. ‘Cause I’m sure he’d be like “well how’d you get this number?” and then he’d change it and I’d be lumped in with all those wacky fans who call him at home. Ech. But it’s still exciting. *sigh* I’d really rather just bump into him (literally) on the street somewhere. That’d be nice.

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