I headed down Santa Monica Blvd.
Past the Abbey.
Behind Dan Tana's.
In front of John Krasinski's house (I may or may not have picked this route because I'm a stalker).
Up to Sunset Blvd.
Past the Whisky a Go Go.
Right by the Viper Room.
And past all the fancy people shopping at the fancy shops and eating at the fancy restaurants on the strip.
And I thought to myself? Why don't I do this more often?
2 comments:
Yeah, if I knew where John K. lived, I would be out walking past it all day every day. That's so cool!
I know we don't really know each other but can I come stalk John Krasinski's house with you? Mitzi can vouch for me that I'm not crazy (except for that part that wants to stalk John Krasinski!).
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