Thanks to my wonderful mother I can officially say that this October 4th I will be thoroughly enjoying myself as I behave like a loopy, semi-psychotic 15 year old girl. For the sake of my child I will try to hang onto at least a tiny shred of dignity- but I can't make any promises. I do have a history of losing all composure when in close proximity to one Joseph McIntyre.
The prime example being the time I went to a CD signing with a near stranger and ended up chasing the poor man's limo out of the parking lot. His entourage actually had to tell me to stop acting like a psycho. Oops! Oh, and did I forget to mention the fact that I was in my late 20's at the time?
Here's to hoping that I don't end up with a restraining order against me anytime in the near future.