I talked to Dominic Monaghan
Well ok. Not really. But I almost did--on the telephone!
Here's the sad story. Last night, around 10:15, while watching the continuing marathon of Farscape brought to me by the letters Green and cine, I had a call from escapist_xbq who said to me, "Guess where I am?" After no effort at all on my part, she told me she was in line waiting to get an autograph from Dom! At Best Buy in LA! Oh my god! I nearly died. Right there in my bed on the phone. Well, at least she could call 911 for me. From LA. I digress.
So I freaked out. I mean it. The thought of Jessa getting an autograph for me from Dom was apparently almost more than I could handle, but I kept my cool. Except, of course, for the panting and screaming. And then she said, "When I get up there, I'll see if he'll talk to you on the phone." And then I think I passed out for a few minutes because all I can remember of the next few minutes is my brain saying, in Dom's voice, "Hello, Julia." Over and over. (I know you can imagine it too. Lovely.)
After some more silly fangrrling on the phone (trying to figure out what he could sign for me), I finally said I had to go to bed because I am a teacher for godsake and I have to get up early and mold the brains of our precious future leaders or something like that. So Jessa said she'd call me when she was entering the store, and I tried to sleep, but all I could do was lie there thinking about what the hell do you say to a freakin' movie star on the phone?
And then the phone rang again and it was Jessa and it was 12:14. She told me that she had to let me talk to Jen, a linemate, who'd just seen Dom and had had a calendar full of photos of the hobbitsnorli for him to sign and when he'd come to a shot of him and Billy, he'd sighed *sighed* sighed!!! and said, "I love Billy." And then he told her he was going to see Billy in three weeks for something or other. See!!! Their loveissorealandtrueandbeautifulandtrueandreal. Yes it is! And complete and total stranger Jen and I squeeed (are there 3 "e"s in squeeed?) for a couple of minutes, and then we hung up again. So I tried to sleep some more, but all I could think of was Dom and me on the phone and how I couldn't believe that he was actually speaking to me.
And then the phone rang again--it was now 1:17 in the morning. And Jessa said, "They closed the store. It's over." And I couldn't believe it. Really. So disappointed and kind of relieved and mostly just devastated. I finally went to sleep and dreamt all night about Dom and Billy and not talking to them on the phone.
So there's my story. Sad but true. I know someday it'll happen. I'll be standing in a Starbucks, ordering my grande nonfat soy almond latte when I'll hear the Mancunian tones of one Dominic Monaghan saying, "Hello Julia," and life will be good.
Here's the sad story. Last night, around 10:15, while watching the continuing marathon of Farscape brought to me by the letters Green and cine, I had a call from escapist_xbq who said to me, "Guess where I am?" After no effort at all on my part, she told me she was in line waiting to get an autograph from Dom! At Best Buy in LA! Oh my god! I nearly died. Right there in my bed on the phone. Well, at least she could call 911 for me. From LA. I digress.
So I freaked out. I mean it. The thought of Jessa getting an autograph for me from Dom was apparently almost more than I could handle, but I kept my cool. Except, of course, for the panting and screaming. And then she said, "When I get up there, I'll see if he'll talk to you on the phone." And then I think I passed out for a few minutes because all I can remember of the next few minutes is my brain saying, in Dom's voice, "Hello, Julia." Over and over. (I know you can imagine it too. Lovely.)
After some more silly fangrrling on the phone (trying to figure out what he could sign for me), I finally said I had to go to bed because I am a teacher for godsake and I have to get up early and mold the brains of our precious future leaders or something like that. So Jessa said she'd call me when she was entering the store, and I tried to sleep, but all I could do was lie there thinking about what the hell do you say to a freakin' movie star on the phone?
And then the phone rang again and it was Jessa and it was 12:14. She told me that she had to let me talk to Jen, a linemate, who'd just seen Dom and had had a calendar full of photos of the hobbitsnorli for him to sign and when he'd come to a shot of him and Billy, he'd sighed *sighed* sighed!!! and said, "I love Billy." And then he told her he was going to see Billy in three weeks for something or other. See!!! Their loveissorealandtrueandbeautifulandtrueandreal. Yes it is! And complete and total stranger Jen and I squeeed (are there 3 "e"s in squeeed?) for a couple of minutes, and then we hung up again. So I tried to sleep some more, but all I could think of was Dom and me on the phone and how I couldn't believe that he was actually speaking to me.
And then the phone rang again--it was now 1:17 in the morning. And Jessa said, "They closed the store. It's over." And I couldn't believe it. Really. So disappointed and kind of relieved and mostly just devastated. I finally went to sleep and dreamt all night about Dom and Billy and not talking to them on the phone.
So there's my story. Sad but true. I know someday it'll happen. I'll be standing in a Starbucks, ordering my grande nonfat soy almond latte when I'll hear the Mancunian tones of one Dominic Monaghan saying, "Hello Julia," and life will be good.