I=Stalker

I’m not proud about it, but today I saw Kyle Chandler and Brad Leland from Friday Night Lights outside our building.  And I just watched them from a second story window (sorry Megan).  It looked as though they were here to conduct some type of business.  Kyle is just so dang good looking and Brad is just suuch a nice guy, I wanted to bang on the window and wave, because the teeny tiniest little piece of me knows/believes/hopes/fantasizes that they’d remember me.  And that they’d be all “Hey!  Amber!” hug, hug “It’s so good to see you”.  And I playfully slap each them on the arm and tell them how I shed at least a tear every week.  Then I’d tell Kyle I loved seeing him in The Kingdom, next I’d tell Brad I’m sorry he was so brutally murdered in Comanche Moon.

Now I’m creeping myself out.  I apologize, I have absolutely NO reason why I felt I needed to share this internal moment with the reader(s?) of this blog. 

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