Saturday, November 14, 2009

One Week To The Shirtless Wonder

I'm counting down . . .


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One week until New Moon has been viewed by me and about a bajillion of my closest friends, who better not be loud when I'm trying to focus or I will beat the Twi-snot right out of them. There's only one thing left to do.

Re-read New Moon.

I know, I know. I blog about it, I watch the spoilers, I see the pics all day. Why haven't a I re-read this book? It's been sitting on my desk for weeks, just waiting for me to crack open the pages and dive right in, knowing I will be owned by the story until I am done.

Well, real life has been getting in the way a bit, but this week is the week! Enough spoiler watching and trailer re-playing. I've got to hit the book before I hit the theatre--and I think half the Twi-dom is going to be furiously flipping through the pages with me as we go.

Here's to those speed reading skills!


  1. I'm finally throwing in the towel, coming out of the closet, giving in to it at last. I'm done with the fact that he's too young and I shouldn't have those impure thoughts. Jailbait never has or never will, ever again, look this good. Every shoot just brings out more of the sex. How hot is that EW pic, he's dripping with it. It's a testament to his hunky-ness that even without the abs on display he's the last word in fine. Talk about f-ckable. I need a cold shower and time with a priest every time I see that man-boy.

  2. Amen! I've also loved overhearing everyone's post-movie drooling comments. No airbrushing needed there!