thatabbygirl | oh and the really important thing

tommy lee was behind me in line at the supermarket the other day. wearing a crushed fuzzy leopard print fedora and laced up camoflauge pants, as well as about thirteen tons of jewlery. he was buying pretzels, whipped cream, and turkey sausage.

i'm always bothered by celebrity run-ins at places like the grocery store or blockbuster or the coffee shop. should not there be some kind of celebrity village equipped with these places so they can shop amongst their own kind and not bother me when i am wearing grungy sweatpants and a scowl? i always feel that they're intruding on my normal-person space.