On my way to get my gallbladder out. Weeeeee!!! Let’s do this, y’all.
Holy shit, it’s early.
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So Zachary Levi is the greatest
human being ever. I apologized profusely for interrupting his brunch, and he was so nice about it. He smiled and stood up, asked my name and shook my hand, and my friend’s, and then took a photo with me and gave me a little hug. I said that I was sorry again for coming up to him while he was eating, and he said “You don’t have to keep apologizing! If you want a photo with someone because you like their work, and they’re a dick to you, then fuck them!” and smiled. I said I would take his advice and he laughed and told us to have a nice day.
Well, folks, I am getting my gallbladder out this Thursday morning. I’ve known about it for a a couple weeks. Sometimes I don’t classify certain things in life as “big moments” and forget to tell my friends and others around me. I guess having surgery could be a big moment. :) So, I apologize in advance for excess reblogging of llamas, Zachary Levi, stupid animal shit, and any other thing I deem acceptable to reblog. I’m not too nervous about the surgery. I’m mostly just nervous about long term affects regarding, ahem, bowel movements. The internet is a bad bad place. I just don’t want diarrhea for the rest of my life.
I also officially have a boyfriend and he’s kind of amazing and wonderful and accepts my weirdness and we ALL know how weird I am.
Now, here’s a hilarious cat gif.