I hyperventilated.
Thérèse: Not...
...
... doo...couldn't be.
Sarah Smile: Yep.
I called Nick. And Bunny.
Thérèse: NO FREAKING WAY!
OH MY GOD!
Sarah Smile: Now, for all I know she looked around and thought it was crap, but she was THERE.
Thérèse: HOLY GOD!
THAT'S AWESOME!
Really, that's the equivalent of having a celebrity in your home.
You now have to add a stamp somewhere on your blog that says "over 4572947 visitors, AND ONE OF THEM WAS DOOCE."
Sarah Smile: I was thinking about it.
Spraypainting DOOCE WAS HERE across my header.
See, you understand.
The random people I cornered in the lobby, did not understand.
Thérèse: Well, yeah, they couldn't.
Even if you explained it to them, they wouldn't understand.
Sarah Smile: Not for lack of enthusiasm on my part, but yeah, they didn't understand.
Thérèse: Veaj, THAT'S SO COOL!
Sarah Smile: I KNOW.
I'M NOT EVEN USING CAPLOCKS HERE. I'M HITTING SHIFT FOR EACH KEY, THATS HOW HAPPY I AM.
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