switch into 12-year-old mode. I cannot believe me and SR actually get a chance to interview Guster! For real! First time I met them I was the ultimate hi-I-am-such-a-groupie fan, garbed in a guster shirt...at their concert. Tack-ay. So anyway, Ryan (yeah, first-name basis) looks up at me from the pilfered poster that my roommate had gotten out of the bathroom, and goes, "Cool shirt," (at which point I am mentally beating myself), "where'd you get it from?"
My response?
"The internet."
The internet!
Durr!
But you know what, it's okay, I was more fixated on the fact that I had an actual conversation with Ryan.
Oh god, what if they remember me? (slim to none chance, but it could happen!!!)
"Hey, you're that chick with the internet shirt!"
Riiiight...