Am I the only person on my flist watching the VMAs? Am I the only person who squealed when Taylor Lautner, Kristen Stewart and Robert Pattinson came out? I would like to think that I squealed ironically but at this point I am Just. Not. Sure.
*sets the scene*
Stewart says something along the lines of "whether you are on Team!Jacob or Team!Edward..."
Cappy: No one is on Team!Bella. Well, me and
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Me: *horrified silence I sometimes get when confronted with the reality that is New Moon*
*both watch Trailer*
*Trailer goes on for a dozen years and tells complete story of New Moon as it has been explained to me by several teenage girl devotees*
*Trailer finally ends, Cappy graduates college and I retire and attempt to live off what is left of social security*
(simultaneously)
Cappy: That looks AWESOME!
Me: That looks AWFUL!
Together: That looks AWESOMELY AWFUL!!!
I think the existence of Twilight and New Moon and the fact that I am ashamed for womenkind when I watch this movie (or trailer for New Moon) but I just Cannot Help It speaks either of my brain coping defensively with the fact that there are like 4 Robert Pattison posters that STARE AT ME CONSTANTLY at work and I use discussions of the book's contents to help forge trust with some of the kids and I just... can only take so much before I just decide to Go With It. Or this is basically Lord King Bad Movie Series starring Sparkle Vamps and is anyone surprised that I have embraced this?
And it is very very nice that a movie that is basically SOLELY aimed at women/girls *is* this huge force. I just wish stalking was not framed as being sexy. Except who the fuck am I kidding? Every media I ever watched states explicitly stalking *is* sexy - as long as your stalker is a hot vampire.* I also wish that when confronted with her boyfriend leaving her, Bella doesn't go off the deep end, except I kinda went off the deep end when I was a HS senior and my ITT Drop-Out BF decided he'd rather get high with his buddies than come see me opening night in a play I was in and basically dumped me in a dude named Roscoe's basement later that night (for me going off the deep end meant "permed my hair" and for Bella it means "jumping off a cliff." Both outcomes were equally damaging).
Dude Named Roscoe is totally my new band name.
In other news, Sid is finally on the mend. Two vet visits and an official diagnosis of "butthurt" later, I am kinda wondering if he got involved in some wank on the internet while unattended. Seriously. Butthurt.
*Fuck you Angel. Also, Mmmmmm Anngeeeeel.
*sets the scene*
Stewart says something along the lines of "whether you are on Team!Jacob or Team!Edward..."
Cappy: No one is on Team!Bella. Well, me and
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Me: *horrified silence I sometimes get when confronted with the reality that is New Moon*
*both watch Trailer*
*Trailer goes on for a dozen years and tells complete story of New Moon as it has been explained to me by several teenage girl devotees*
*Trailer finally ends, Cappy graduates college and I retire and attempt to live off what is left of social security*
(simultaneously)
Cappy: That looks AWESOME!
Me: That looks AWFUL!
Together: That looks AWESOMELY AWFUL!!!
I think the existence of Twilight and New Moon and the fact that I am ashamed for womenkind when I watch this movie (or trailer for New Moon) but I just Cannot Help It speaks either of my brain coping defensively with the fact that there are like 4 Robert Pattison posters that STARE AT ME CONSTANTLY at work and I use discussions of the book's contents to help forge trust with some of the kids and I just... can only take so much before I just decide to Go With It. Or this is basically Lord King Bad Movie Series starring Sparkle Vamps and is anyone surprised that I have embraced this?
And it is very very nice that a movie that is basically SOLELY aimed at women/girls *is* this huge force. I just wish stalking was not framed as being sexy. Except who the fuck am I kidding? Every media I ever watched states explicitly stalking *is* sexy - as long as your stalker is a hot vampire.* I also wish that when confronted with her boyfriend leaving her, Bella doesn't go off the deep end, except I kinda went off the deep end when I was a HS senior and my ITT Drop-Out BF decided he'd rather get high with his buddies than come see me opening night in a play I was in and basically dumped me in a dude named Roscoe's basement later that night (for me going off the deep end meant "permed my hair" and for Bella it means "jumping off a cliff." Both outcomes were equally damaging).
Dude Named Roscoe is totally my new band name.
In other news, Sid is finally on the mend. Two vet visits and an official diagnosis of "butthurt" later, I am kinda wondering if he got involved in some wank on the internet while unattended. Seriously. Butthurt.
*Fuck you Angel. Also, Mmmmmm Anngeeeeel.