last night was the last 8pm mass (aka: hippie mass or kumbayah mass) and, being that it was during finals time, i was somewhat preoccupied with thoughts of seven papers/exams. toward the end of the 8pm mass, everyone moves around the alter, making for a slightly less organized communion than at most churches. as i was milling through people to receive communion, i looked up and thought, "oh, president bartlet."
at which point i did a bit of a double take and thought, "neither he nor martin sheen is supposed to be here right now." after church he was quite swamped, and i decided that, since i was able to get a picture with him last year, there was no point in me bothering the man i admire so much. upon returning to the quad though, i thought about the fact that meaghan had never met him, and i did not have a picture of myself with martin sheen and the two of them. so needless to say, we shamelessly ventured back to dahlgren quad where we caught mr. sheen on his way out.
someone jumped in the picture as we were taking it, but thanks to the magic of photoshop, tim fixed the picture perfectly :) now if seeing martin sheen isn't good finals karma, i don't know what is!
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