I met Carrie Fisher exactly once at a convention, and when I met her she immediately bought a poster from our booth with the words “Hey Assbutt” on them with the intention of sending it to Harrison Ford for his birthday.
I’d like to think of that as the epitome of how I’d like to have met her and honestly wouldn’t want it any other way.
Apparently Fisher regularly went to cons and would spend hours in Artists’ Alley buying bags worth of art, to the point where you could track her path around the con by watching artists freak out on Twitter over the fact that Princess Leia just bought their stuff.
Carrie Fisher was a goddamn treasure.
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