I have never felt worse in all of my life. I’ve spent so many years worshiping Courtney Love and I went to see her show at the House of Blues Friday night. I arrived toward the end of the show, and I miraculously snuck in without a ticket. Afterwards, a bunch of people said they were going to a supposed after party at her manager’s house. I couldn’t fit in their car, so I hailed a cab and tried to follow. After we lost sight of their car, I went back to House of Blues, thinking I would run into someone I knew who could give me a ride, but everyone was pretty much gone. Then I noticed a frail blonde with a Betty Page haircut sitting on the bench at the front entrance digging through her purse and swearing. I realized it was Courtney Love herself. David LaChapelle and Sharon Gault (Madonna’s old makeup artist) were assisting her in some sort of frantic search. I slowly approached and Courtney immediately snapped, “Can you give us some privacy?” I backed away and said hello to Sharon Gault. I reminded her that I’d met her at the World of Wonder offices a couple of weeks ago when David was shooting the Amy Winehouse video on Hollywood Blvd. Sharon was nice and polite and said she loved World of Wonder. Courtney continued to dig through her purse and I overheard her saying that she’d lost a $3,000 jacket inside the club and that Perez Hilton had taken pictures of her. I sat on the bench with Sharon while Courtney complained to David about her $3,000 loss. Then Courtney, David, and Sharon piled into a black town car. I followed in a cab. They ended up at the Chateau Marmont. I jumped out of the cab and said, “Hey, Courtney!” I was about to tell her that her show rocked and ask for one simple picture. That’ s it. Before I could do that, she said, “Why is this ugly guy following me?” and sauntered into the hotel. The Chateau Marmont security promptly told me to leave the property. I cried hysterically all the way home. I know I often say in my posts here that so-and-so is my favorite person ever. But, seriously, I’ve loved Courtney since I was 11. I have every album she’s ever done. I even have all the obscure tracks like “Retard Girl,” “Beautiful Son,” and “Sugar Coma.” I am still crying as I’m writing this. What a horrible, horrible night. I want to flush my head down a toilet.

– Sham Ibrahim