My Non-Review of New Moon

Me and My Bitches. And Our Awesome Shirts.

Ok. I have written and deleted this 6 times now. I was going to jot down my thoughts on the movie. But really, who gives a shit? Do you really care what I thought of it? I mean, I liked it. There were parts that I wish had been better, but the book is always better than the movie. Period. I will say that my two favorite scenes were the Oct/Nov/Dec Sad Bella in the Window one (the music was fantastic and I wanted to hug KStew and tell her that boys suck) and the scene where Charlie, et. al. are hunting the wolves, the wolves are hunting Victoria and Bella is going to the cliff. Again, the music was great there and I really like how it was sort of the climax (heh heh) for the whole movie. And the crow was cool. I love crows.

Kelly and I. My shirt says: As If You Could Out Run Me / As If I Would Want To.

She is lit'rally out of her mind. The back says "Animal Attack".


Cathy likes Twilight. But not like us. I made her wear this shirt. Above the picture of Jacob, it says "Legal In Georgia." Above Wolfy Jacob, it says "Also Legal in Georgia." haha

What's more interesting is the insanity that was my life leading up to midnight on Thursday. I was so amped up on Wednesday that I backed my brand new truck into a fucking No Parking sign. I was busy thinking about the fuckawesome shirts I was going to make and wasn't paying attention to where the hell I was going. Brad won't tell me how much it's going to cost to fix it, just that "I can do it cheaper than anyone else." Great.

My tail light. I know, right? D'oh.

Whatever...got the shirts made, we made it to the theater, walked right in and got fantastic seats, and spent a lot of time drinking in the bathroom before the movie started. I did a porno scream when the Remember Me trailer started (Cutie, I thought of you. I really did. But it was necessary. I didn't make another sound through the rest of the movie). Movie started, I went catatonic for a few hours, and life was good. The best part was the text from RobsSwissMiss that I got at 2:25 a.m. that simply said "I thought the movie was broke." Hahaha. So did I, bitch. So did I. How 'bout that ending?!

The second best part was the fact that Leighann was on the news. She's a crazy bitch.

Best.Shit.Ever.

I somehow managed to sleep a little Thursday night, then got up and Leighann and I smuggled turkey sandwiches into a 1:00 show. It was like snuggling with an old friend. After that, I booked it home to feed the dogs so that I could go meet FireCrotch and Bitches for a 7:30 show. That was a fan girl experience. We had to wait in line, everyone literally ran into the theater, people were screaming, and other such nonsense. It was fun, but I was glad I'd already seen the movie twice because I would have had to cut a bitch if it had been the first time. One of the best things to come out of the evening was the Edward Snuggie idea. How's that coming along, FireCrotch? Get on that shit!! ;-) (I'm having font fail. Just ignore it. It goes along with my life fail).

Saturday dawned bright and early to me finding out that my brother's going to be in rehab for the holidays and a that a dear friend of mine had passed away from cancer. Needless to say, I was happy to still be riding my New Moon high. I'm currently going into DT's and think that another trip to the theater might be in order for tomorrow night. Rob's fucked up nipples make everything better!

So that's my Non-Review. I'm not happy with it. I'm itching to hit the delete button again, but I won't. I'm gonna post this shit and then go create a website for Matt Bushell. That's Phil. You know, the reason that Edward and Bella are together? Yeah, that guy. The best secondary character ever created. Buckle your seatbelts for that shit.

And now begins the countdown to Eclipse. 217 day to go! Woooooooot!!!

Atlantic Assault 2009

I had a whole post planned and actually written about the serious weather shit we just went through, but I deleted it. It was boring and wordy. I will share some pictures, however, because they are kind of funny (you should see the ones I refuse to put online. I may e-mail them to you for the right amount of Robporn).


But first, several things.


1. Have you written your Twiangle twiku yet? Yeah, me either. But you must! Go here for more info.


2. Matt Bushell wants YOU to join his Phantatic Phil Phanclub. There's no official site (yet!) but it's coming. Oh yes, it's coming. Trend him on Twitter. #MattBushell .


3. Have you seen The Haunted Airman? Wanna watch it and then write down your thoughts in a special Haunted Airman journal? RobsSwissMiss and I are sending that bad boy across the world, and you're invited to join in on the fun. Just e-mail or DM either one of us for details. I'm @donnersun, by the way.


4. Who the fuck is excited for Thursday? Me! And you, I'm sure. I cannot wait. I am going to be a puddle of mushy goo by the time I leave work on Thursday. Fun fact: Did you know that when Snow White first came out, they had to replace the seats in Radio City Music Hall because so many kids wet themselves when the wicked witch came onscreen? I wonder how many seats will need to be replaced after this weekend ifyouknowwhatimsayin! ;-)




So without further adieu, I give to you the past four days. They were filled with rain, alcohol, crazy newscasters, flying sheds, and Twilight (natch). I did go out in the middle of a hurricane to buy a Vanity Fair and beer. How's that kind of dedication for ya?

The reason Brad and Leighann evacuated to my house. Flying Shed.







Jager in a Hurricane glass? Yes please.

And I'm good. Got my baby, my Mama Bear, and a beer.

Bubbly? Why not!

That's the leak. Drip. Drip. Drip.

Brad lost his mind around day 3 and started reading my magazines.

Twikus!

Yeah, you read that right. Twikus! My homegirls over at The Twiangle are having a little contest. It's a pretty cool one, too. All you gotta do is write a haiku about Twilight. It can be about the story, the characters, or even the awesomeness of The Twiangle! Or corn (I'm lookin' at you, Firecrotch!). You could win a super fantastic Cafe Press t-shirt. Head on over for more info and to leave your twiku in the comments.

While I have you here, I also want to pimp my new favorite movie star, Matt Bushell. He played Phil. Yep. New stepdad Phil. Look on my sidebar. Past the picture of Jack. Past Cutie's "shut the fuck up and don't ruin New Moon for me" button. Past my wonderful follwers. There you go. There's Matt. Click on that picture to go to his imdb page. Leave him a comment telling him to open up a Twitter account so we can be friends with him before he hits it really big. KThnx.

And here's a haiku that I wrote in college:

I want to go out
But I have homework to do
And I’m hungover.