‘Cause all I asked Neil Gaiman at last night’s fancy-pants Coraline premiere was, “Will you take a picture with me?” in a wheezing, panting voice.
YAYYYYY! It’s me and NEIL GAIMAN!
Much, much more about the red carpet experience (and listening to Teri Hatcher pee) later this afternoon when I pull myself together.
IT’S MOTHERFUCKING CATURDAY!!! POST SOME MOTHERFUCKING CATS!!!
I cannot tell you the depths of my irrational jealousy.
That woman is SO MAD behind you.
She JEALOUS.
You weren’t wheezing. More… squealing.
Gaiman has that weird inbred looking face. Kinda like that Radiohead singer guy. That woman behind you really does look pissed.