So, I saw Twilight today. And it was hot. If I smoked, I would definitely need a cigarette after watching that movie. Or a boyfriend. Anyways, this was on my favorite website, gofugyourself, and I thought I would share it with the world.
ROBERT PATTINSON: Hello, my angel. [
Snicker] I see you managed to get here without breaking any bones. [
Chuckle]
KRISTEN STEWART: You know, we wrapped the movie a long time ago. You can break character and stop with the condescending laughter.
ROBERT: No, I can't. It's the hair. The unruly, slightly oily Edward hair that's damp with the sweat of restraint and clammy lust. They won't let me cut it, and it OWNS me. Is your dress made of sweatshirts?
KRISTEN: They haven't said you can't SHOWER, though. Maybe you're just clammy because all your clothes look a tiny bit tight. And I think your shoe is untied. And, you know, the whole "you need to shower" thing.
ROBERT: God, your blood smells magical. Like sparkles and sunshine and fine wine. I must watch you sleep.
KRISTEN: Do you people see what I have had to put up with? Do you?
ROBERT: Oh, Bella. I love you. I may kill you. You don't know.
KRISTEN: Not Bella. Kristen. Cameras are not rolling. Lord. I give you two months, tops, before all this breaks you.
ROBERT: You intoxicate me. I AM DANGER. Why do you not fear me, human?
KRISTEN: Oh, I fear you, all right. Trust.
We drew a similar picture of this for Annie before "it" happened. And then we found our new brother on facebook and sent him a message like this:
Me=ticked off city after finishing this. Meh.
Stop judging me for reading an SF book. Her other book, The Thief Lord, was amazing. I couldn't even finish it.
Not even a box of Charleston Chews could help this movie. Lame-o.
may have sent Annie the best Christmas present ever. They made it with their own hands, sweat, and blood. And we let Annie open it as soon as it got here..
One word: obsession!
So today I went to the library. I got there right when they opened, along with 30 wt people who were waiting to get in. I felt loser-ly. So I went in and got my big pile of intellectual books....... My pile looked like the one above - musty, thick, no pictures, etc. Right..... But what book have I constantly been made fun of today for reading? That's right, I busted out a little 5th grade reading level gem...
Correction, it's actually a 4th grade reading level. And I finished it in one day and it was really good, all right? Back off.
I know, I thought I would have grown out of the chicken phase by now too. But I just love them too much! If I had a spot for them to come into the house at night to sleep, I would let them do it. Names: Ginger (light brown one), Cinnamon (other light brown one), Brownie (brown one in the back), and Seurat (black speckley one). They are my little lovies. I feed them leftovers out of the fridge all the time, give them old chips that I put water on so it would be soft, make them hot oatmeal when it is cold outside. We even trained them to bend down when you get close to them so you could pet them. Let's face it. If I had to choose between them and this varmint:
2. When I asked Julia to get me a tiny bit of yam/sweet potato concoction, this is how much she gave me. Jerk. Me trying to hide it with my napkin.
You don't get how they are playing Election 2008? The players for the game:
p.s. McCain won. Yesssssss.
6. Us being creeps. Yes we were the hit of Thanksgiving. Maybe because none of our relatives had seen us since June. Yes we all live within 15 miles of each other. We're naughty.
Hungry Fletcher.
Creep Amanda. Julia being "smudge". (The Office, people. Come on.)
Creep me and non-creep Laura
Creep Bubs and Picky.
