Thursday, October 09, 2008

Forget the british shoes, here's some real news...

Hate to toot my own horn, but BEEP BEEP! Drew Barrymore was in my class again. I love when she comes because I get to act all cool and smug, and walk around like, "that's right, it's drew barrymore, no big. She's ALWAYS here. Because, well, I am CLEARLY THE BEST in town."

And I walk out of class with an air of aristocracy, turn my nose up at the plebians who ARE NOT DREW, like I just tolerate having them in class, like they should be grateful because do they know WHO I AM?

3 comments:

Kristina P. said...

OK, Drew is totally one of my crossovers. You know, the chick I would have sex with if I were all of a sudden gay?

I'm immensely jealous.

dede said...

if I knew she would be there, I might come take your class one day - although as soon as her agent googles her name and sees her on your blog, your stardom will be over!

peewee said...

oh yah, like my little baby blog is gonna come up on google! pfft. if only!!