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May 10, 2005 18:37

If I had a mood theme on this journal, it would be a picture of some Victorian lady laying back on a sofa with her arm raised and the back of her hand pressed against her forehead. For I am swooning liek whoa.

"What's this?", I hear you cry. "How can it be that Froodle, whose very name is synonymous with manly fortitude, could be reduced to a state of swoonification? Has the world gone mad?!"

Because today, I met John Connolly. And he was so charming, I swear to God. And he signed by copy of Black Angel, and he talked to me and asked me stuff about what I was doing, and he shook my hand and wished me good luck with my exams, and I mentioned that I would have to do an advocacy exam when I went back to the Island if I wanted to practice there, and he said that he'd been to the Isle of Man a couple of years ago and I said I know, and he remembered my mum! And he said that she was nice to him, but there was this guy who wanted his books signed and asked if he was John Connolly, and he said he was, and the guy said "That picture on the inside of the jacket must have been taken a long time ago!" and I laughed and said that was typical of Manx people, and he rolled his eyes and said "No wonder they put you all on an island!" and then he talked about how Irish people liked to go there for their holidays because it was almost like England but not really, and then he talked about a Japanese horror movie called the "Audition" and he gave me a CD and some postcards and then he asked me what the book I was holding was and it was a copy of the Neverending Story and I said that if I bought it I would have to go and watch the film again, and he asked if that was a law and I said it was and he laughed and oh my God, he was just so lovely and I think I might be going into Fangirly overload so I'm going to stop now.

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OMGJOHNCONNOLLYSQUEE!

Okay, I'm really done now.

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SQUEE!

neverending story, rock of smell, family von froodle, john connolly

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