Matt, sign my chicken!

Matt Damon was promoting his latest flick, The Bourne Ultimatum, in Camberwell today. Me, Øyvind, Christin, Maja and Alex went to try and get a glimpse of the guy.

We did a bit better than that, I even got him to sign my chicken.



He thinks NORWAY ROCKS! with a little less enthusiasm than me.



Then I managed to steal his pen, and give it to someone else, since I thought it was Alex' pen.

Before he arrived there was loads of other local and national celebrities walking the red carpet. There was Rove, which I got an autograph from but then lost, because Christin got her Damon autograph on the other side of the paper :)
And there was this warm up guy that was interviewing a few people, and I begged quietly that he wouldn't get to me, but no such luck. But I had little to fear, no screw-ups with the language, just straight forward stuff!

It was ungodly cold, and my heels were constantly in a puddle of water, AND I had to take a piss for 3 bloody hours. And of course this idiot of an Asian woman behind me manages to draw my entire back black with a pen. But anywayyyys, pretty good day.





So I am now officially his best friend in the world. He write
s like a three year old though.