Firstly, can I just say that I am a very happy happy woman. We met Russell Brand after his fantabulous gig (my throat was hoarse from laughing) and he was so genuine and caring and sweet afterwards. He gave both Meredith and I a good kissy and cuddle. And we chatted and he warned us about his "spores" getting us pregnant and stuff. I said I was pretty much a mini-Russell and he was like: Ooo you little pervert! *wink wink* And his gigantic penis bulge was rubbing against my leg as we were talking. He was also huge in general. Very very tall and very very broad. With his boots on he had to be a good 6'4. Everything about it was amazing. He signed my Booky Wook which now reads "Russell Brand <3's Amanda! xoooo!" His manager kept going like: Russell we have to go! and he kept hanging out until they whisked him away in a van. *le sigh.* I'd like to think I'd still be there with him now if it wasn't for mean old Nick!
We also met Matt Stone from South Park, Hal Sparks from Queer as Folk, and Seth Rogen from ... every Judd Apatow film. Cupcakes were involved. I wanted to sing "I'm Fucking Seth Rogen" but I didn't...
We also saw Old Montreal and the Musee des Beaux Arts and we saw a live band at the Divan Orange (which was a little strange and we may have been drugged there) but all in all it was nice.
We had a lot of drivers with a death wish. I got two new pairs of shoes. We saw Dark Night which was amazing. Brilliant. Dumbledore kills Batman with a harpoon.
