so i'm sitting on the plane in cincy, waiting to take off, reading my book, and i see this strange head shape out of the corner of my eye.

oh look. there's howie and vance.

for the love of all that is holy, i really don't need to be dubbed "stalker girl."

it was so fucking funny though. when i got up to go to the bathroom, i was like "hey howie." he looked up at me and then just started cracking up and said "oh my god," and reached out his hand for me. i swore that i wasn't a stalker and explained that i just had a lay over in dallas...yadda yadda.

it was pretty damned amusing.

i was so good about not going and bugging him before or after the show on saturday night, too. i figured maybe he doesn't need to know all the shows i go to. he mentioned that he'd been told he'd see me this weekend...who knew it'd be on the god damned plane. lol.