Bueller. Bueller.
Holy shit, I am at CBS right now and Ben Stein is 10 feet away from me. He said hello to me. I couldn't keep casual. I acted like, "oh I don't know who you are, I'm just going to keep typing."
I should bust out into an audition monologue. But I can't. I can't. I'm blowing my big break.
I should bust out into an audition monologue. But I can't. I can't. I'm blowing my big break.
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Bueller!!!!!!!!!!
Did you read my little brain purge on being starstruck?
The Absentminded Mirror: Is there a better word for Star-Struck?
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