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I don’t know what I love more: that you searched for it, or that you searched for it twice. I found myself wondering what you could have possibly been looking for really when it hit me. Were you looking for that There’s No Wrong Way To Eat A Reese’s commercial, the Dracula one? You know, “I eat the peanut butter first,” and then you see fang marks in the chocolate? I loved that one. I looked for it online to post here, but I had no luck. This was the best I could do.

Thanks xxbabyblueyesxx

*sigh* All this talk of vampires and peanut butter cups reminds me of my friend Random. I miss working with you, dude. I hope you’re reading this (maybe it was you searching for me!). I had some peanut buttery goodness the other night and thought of you. Only you would understand my thoughts at that time: “It’s like the first time, every time.”

 

Dear Rob,

Look away, my friend, look away. As your future Kept Woman, I really must protest. You’ve heard the expression Like A Moth To The Flame, I’m sure. This is more Like A Comet To The Sun. Ms. Hilton’s gravity will strip away all that is magical and beautiful within you until you are nothing but a lonely ball of ice being thrown out of her orbit. To quote Monty Python’s Arthur and his Knights, “Run away! Run Away!”

♥Christa

 

Dear Twilighters,

Good news! Coming soon to a porn site near you! Robbie Does Paris!

♥Christa

Thanks, Random, for the news flash today.

Yes, you read that right. Bella Skywalker. This could only be a Random post, right? For those of you who don’t know, Random is my Unicorn friend–that mythical beast know as the man who reads Twilight. Out of the blue, this is how the texting started this evening, as if there had never been an interuption in last night’s text conversation.

Random: Finished New Moon today. Edward has confirmed that he’s a retard.

Me: You’re retarded! 🙂

Random: When you are over 100 years old and make Romeo look like a guy who knows how to make a plan work, that is truly special.

Me: You’re reading too much into it. That says a lot coming from me. He’s no more or less retarded than Romeo.

Random: Romeo is the king of dumb. And Edward is in his class at the very least.

(Agreed, but romance can make one stupid, especially boys.)

Random: And Bella is so typical. Although I expect that is the attraction for the target reader. She’s annoying as the heroine.

(Bella is typical in some ways which makes her relatable to a lot of readers. She a-typical in others whichs gives her the feeling of being special we all want. I relate to her in a big way, so I guess I’m annoying.)

Random: Then again, my favorite protagonists come from Ayn Rand and Isaac Asimov, so typical is not my cup of tea.

(Yeah, Random, I know you’re shocked, but I haven’t read any Rand and the Asimov I read was an excerpt or short story way back in the day. We read so many so close together in that class that I don’t remember what was his. As always, “It’s on the list.”)

Random: New Moon will make a horrible movie with Bella whining more than a Skywalker.

(Bella hurts on the inside but she suffers in silence. As a movie we shouldn’t be so “in her head”. Maybe it won’t come off so whiney to you.)

The texts were coming fast and furious while I was trying to find some paper to print my resume on. I couldn’t get a word in so I’ve added my thoughts in ( ).

I sat there dumbfounded at the Skywalker remark when my phone rang. I just started laughing. Apparently Random’s hatred for all things Twilight could not longer be contained in text. Rather than forgetting the books altogether, he needed to get vocal. I was still laughing when I answered. The first thing I heard was, “Bella Skywalker.” It had the ring of an epithet. I just laughed. Typical. Trying to get under my skin, deriding two of my favorite things at once: Twilight and Star Wars. And two of my favorite characters, too. Luke and Bella are the ones I relate to. Way to push my buttons, Random.

Ok, I had to admit Luke is a bit whiney: “But I was going to Toshi Station to pick up some power converters!” I didn’t read Bella as whiney though. I read her as strong. She knows what she wants and when she doesn’t get it she fights for it. She gets angry, petulant. He asserted that stamping your foot and demanding your way is just the teen version of whiney. He might have a point. But doesn’t that make the character more believable? Bella is flawed. That doesn’t mean the writing is flawed, just the opposite in my opinion.

He liked Carlisle. He relates to him most. I suppose I would have guessed that. In fact I think I did guess that once. I believe I made Random take the survey once upon a time, and predicted that he would be Carlisle. He thinks that the vampires being invincible superheroes is ridiculous, and that they should be running the world, not keeping the secret. The Volturi he thought were kind of cool. I had to admit that I never saw the point of keeping the secret even without the Volturi, as humans can’t harm vampires. But I try to let that sort of thing go. It’s fiction.

So we talked some shop, talked about the vibe at the company I no longer work for, but then we were right back to New Moon. He thought it was boring. He thought Edward was retarded. He was frustrated that Bella was going to be ok and then everything freaked out again. Basically everything I loved about the book, he hated. No big shock there.

I think the people who dislike the Twilight saga are the people who go into it expecting a vampire story. It’s a love story that just happens to have vampires and werewolves. As a friend of mine put it, it’s Vampire 90210.

We talked about the upcoming movie too. He’s convinced it will suck. He knows from the last two month’s worth of obsessing that I have my worries. If they stay true to the book, he thinks, there will be a opening scene, then a whiney birthday, a paper cut, a bit more whining, then a really long boring part in the middle, followed by about 15 minutes in Italy, and a rushed happy ending. I think that sounds about right, except that as they are actually shooting in Italy I think they plan on getting their money’s worth. If anything is going to be rushed it’s going to be the long months that Edward is gone (Random’s “really long boring part in the middle”). If they are going to screw with anything it’s going to be the beauty of Bella and Jacob’s relationship. I think they’re going to rush us back to Edward/Robert Pattinson. It’ll be tricky not having the Heart-ThRob in most of the movie.

No one I worked with recently got me like Random did. We like a lot of the same things. It is typically frustrating talking to him about geek stuff though, because we rarely agree even about the stuff we both like. No matter how frustrating, it’s always good for a laugh though. Today’s big laugh was Random saying, “If Edward had an alignment it would be Chaotic Dumb.” Thanks, Random, I needed that. I hope you had fun storming the castle tonight. And I certainly hope the Pandemic bugs didn’t get you down.

I seem to have some catching up to do. Here’s another Random post for you. One day, after The Churro Bella Incident, Random decided that churros would not be his Bella. If there were ever a food that he could fall in love with, it would be Reese’s Peanut Butter cups. I have seen him in action with the cups, my friends, and I would believe him if I were you. I thought about it. I had to think for a few minutes. I love food. Is there really just one food that is a powerful to me as Bella is to Edward? After a while I had it: chocolate and pear gelato from Arlecchino Gelateria in Phoenix. No, I can’t choose one. It’s the combination of the two that is so knee-bucklingly good. No lie. It’s the only food that’s ever made my knees buckle. I actually have an emotional reaction when I am so lucky to have this gelato, so it wins. It’s my Bella food. What’s your Bella food?

Some time after this conversation with Random he gave me one of his precious peanut butter cups (I know, right?). I was touched. It was a trap. I should have known. As I peeled off that brown paper in anticipation of a tasty morsel, Random shrieked, “What are you doing to Bella?!?” I paused. He laughed at me. Then I said, “Eatin’er!” And I took a nice big bite. I still had a mouthful when I reminded Random, “She’s not my Bella.” It was my turn to laugh at him then.

Of course I realize that this, like the Churro Bella Incident, are really exercises to try to teach me how ridiculous it is for vampires to fall in love with their food, but the joke’s really on Random. He just doesn’t get it. Vampires fall in love, it’s what they do.

I’m texting Random right now. I told him about Twilight last July when I was first reading it, and he quickly started calling it my “vampire porn”. He’s finally reading it. He started either last weekend or Monday (I found out Monday). He’s on New Moon, and now claiming he’s only reading it for his daughter.

Me: I need a picture of you reading a Twilight book! 🙂

Random: LOL. Maybe. I’m halfway through New Moon. I honestly do not see what all the fuss is about over this series.

Me: Of course you don’t. You wouldn’t like anything too many others liked. It’s just fun.

Random: Except that it was written from the point of view of a teenage girl.

Me: Think of it as recon. Know your enemy right? Well the teen years are when we lose out minds.

Random: Doc Cullen is interesting. Edward is retarded. The only real reason he loves her is he can’t read her mind.

Me: The doc is good. I disagree about Edward obviously. That gets his interest sure but after he gets to know her he loves her.

Random: (to my Recon comment) Indeed. I frequently find Bella completely annoying. The hissy fit over turning 18 would have made me put it down had T not asked me to read them.

Me: Her true love will never age. Of course she is upset. I freaked on my 18th and I didn’t have that good of a reason.

Random: He loves her? LOL…It’s pheramones and curiosity, with a dash of white knight complex.

Random: You mean her “one true love” in the 18 year old sense, I’m sure. I never got the feeling that actual love existed from either side.

Me: Yes 18YO sense. It’s fun to remember love at 18. Even more fun to throw vampire int othe mix.

Random: I might venture to say that Edward’s love for Bella exists as one may love a pet.

Me: When you’re done with the books you’ll need to read the Midnight Sun chapters online. You won’t believe me if I tell you you’re wrong. You’ll have to hear it from Edward.

Random: Ah…love at 18…That’s an all too common STD. I did like Edward’s breakdown of R and J (Romeo and Juliet) though. That, at least was spot on.

Me: You see? He’s not retarded. 🙂

Random: She does an excellent job of writing teen angst. And the doc is believable. The love story is trite, and the realism nonexistant.

Me: At least you didn’t say derivative.

Random: The Buffyverse has miles of believability over Twilight. It’s definitely not a book I haven’t been able to put down.

Random: Physically, that is. My daughter laughed her arse off at my peanut butter cup love rant.

Me: LOL! Good times. Of course you realize I’m blogging this as we speak.

Random: (back to Twilight…see how he can’t get off that topic?) It’s far from the worst thing I’ve read, but nowhere near the epic it is being made out to be in the media.

Me: No it’s not epic but I do find the love story touching. I like the verse more than Buffy’s. I don’t know that I can explain why. (without saying the words EDWARD and DUH, that is.)

Random: (back to me blogging) LOL…of course you are. I’m not saying it’s the equivalent of a boy band, but it’s close. LOL

Me: Ouch. What will you say about my vampires when the time comes for you to read my book!

Random: (back to Twilight) The verse is one of the main issues I have. If vamps are THAT all powerful, there would surely be vampire lords ruling countries.

Me: So what part are you on? I’m jealous. I wish I could read them for the first time again.

I think I lost him there. The scenario I envision is Random checking his book to tell me exactly what part he’s on and getting sucked in. Happy reading, Random!

Random tormented me all day at work yesterday with a Jack in the Box mini-churro, which he named Bella. All day he crooned to his little churro about how delicate yet delicious she was. It went something like this.

Random: Bella, I love you. How will I ever resist the urge to eat you? You smell too good.

Churro-Bella: (silence)

Me: Ha. Ha. Very funny, Random.

…Time passes…

Random: You are so fragile, Bella. I could so easily crush you with my superhero strength.

Churro-Bella: (silence)

Me: Churro would be a funny nickname for Edward to give Bella.

…Time passes…slowly…

Random: Bella your friends have all been so tasty. I’m sure you will be even tastier. But no! I can’t!

Churro-Bella: (thoughts still a mystery)

Me: You’re eating others? You’re cheating on Churro-Bella?

Random: It’s just good business. You don’t put all your eggs in one basket.

Me: You said you loved her! It’s not business!

Random: It’s business of the heart. Besides, I’m eating her competition.

Me: It’s Bella! There is no competition!

Random: Nom. Nom. Nom.

Churro-Bella: (giving Random the cold shoulder)

…Is it break time yet?…

Random: Bella, I don’t know how much longer I can hold out. Will I be able to save you until tomorrow? —

Me: I’m off tomorrow.

Random: Will I be able to save you until Thursday? Shall I build a house for you? (writes ‘Bella’ on the side of the mini-churro box)

Me: (points out how I’ve written GAZA on the divider between our desks)

Churro-Bella: (lounging in her knew crib)

…Will this day ever end?…

Random: Bella, I adore you. Shall I watch over you as you sleep?

Me: Good god! Haven’t you finished those damn churros yet? It’s been all day! How many come in a box?

Random: Ten. And I’m finished now. Nom. Nom. Nom. It’s just me and Bella now.

Me: Aww. I’m happy for you both.

Random: I think we can be happy together.

Me: I expect that churro to still be there Thursday.

I posted this in Disturbing Lack of News but wanted to make sure you saw this. It’s hilarious.

Random wanted to know if they called him Claudia because he’s so pretty like “The Schiff”.

 

http://www.azcentral.com/ent/celeb/articles/2009/01/05/20090105pattinson.html

Robert Pattinson used to dress up like a girl
Jan. 5, 2009 07:37 AM
BANG Showbiz
Robert Pattinson’s sisters used to dress him as a girl and call him ‘Claudia’.

The ‘Twilight’ star – who plays vampire Edward in the movie – confessed he wasn’t so “cool” when he was younger.

He said: “Up until I was 12, my sisters used to dress me up as a girl and introduce me as Claudia. Twelve was a real turning point for me as I moved to a mixed school, and then I became cool and discovered hair gel.”
Robert also revealed he finds dealing with his huge new female fan base difficult, and isn’t as interesting as people may think.

The 22-year-old actor added: “If somebody asks me out on a date, I go out with them! But I never get asked. And I never know how to ask other people. I’m not good at the whole ‘dinner’ thing. I’m a bit of a loner.

“I’m boring. I stay home, watch TV and eat a lot of fast food. That’s really exciting, isn’t it?”

And by that I mean a mythical beast: a grown man reading New Moon in public.

Let me preface this story by saying that I may have had a break with reality or two yesterday. I was thirsty, tired from too much Guitar Hero the night before (I rock Linkin Park, BTW–99%!), my flight was delayed making me worry about making my connection, and our plane was taken out of service meaning we had to run to our new gate. That being said, I thought I saw Robert Pattinson at O’Hare, from a distance, until I reminded myself that my friends at Letters to Rob had informed me that Rob was in London for his holidays. Then when I  boarded my plane a man who looked remarkably like Peter Facinelli was sitting in First Class. No lie.

So anyway, I was flying from Chicago O’Hare to Las Vegas yesterday, 28Dec08, on AA1599, on my way home to Phoenix. I had just sat down when Mr. 24A showed up. I was on the aisle. Being the nice girl I am, I let him get to his seat quickly, then sat back down to rummage through my backpack and get situated. As I reached for my copy of New Moon, anxious to get on with my fourth read-through, I noticed the back of a familiar book. It was a Twilight book. I waited to see which one, and then I saw the flower. We were reading the same book. I laughed and he looked at me as I pulled out my book and said, “Yeah, me too.” He nodded at me, and dove into his book. The man did not utter a word to me then, nor through the rest of the 4 hour flight. I believe the only times he looked up from his book were when the beverage service took his order, and when he suddenly gasped/sighed and leaned his head back, eyes closed. He was only distracted for a moment in both cases. He chugged his OJ, I assume so he could get back to his book.

I was so uncomfortable on the plane that I was fidgeting a bit, plus I really had to pee and was waiting for the pilot to turn off the Fasten Seatbelt sign. My mind wandered to the curious gentleman next to me, and why he did not speak to me at all. Common courtesy would dictate that we spend a moment discussing the books, and maybe how we liked the movie, before opening our books and returning to Forks. So why did he not do anything but nod?

Once I wondered if he’d taken some sort of instant dislike to me, or if I smelled. I even sniffed my hair at one point, and then laughed to myself when I realized that my mousse smells like lavender and my deodorant like freesia. Delusional as I was, I started imagining something along the lines of Edward and Bella in Biology. I of course shook that off. He just didn’t feel angry. I was still curious though so I checked him out.

Stocky Frat Boy type. Unkempt facial hair, but not completely wooly. American-style of dress. Under Armour shirt. He had two hats which was puzzling. He wore a knit cap (ironically there was a unicorn embroidered on it). He also had a fitted ball cap, which rested on his knee through the whole flight. It said Taylor U on it. I believe the knit hat was green and the cap was purple. He also had some strange green gloves, maybe motorcycle gloves. They certainly didn’t seem like they’d be warm. He mostly held his book in his left hand, so I could not tell if he wore a ring. He was about 100 pages behind me when we started. He was only 50 pages behind me when we landed. These are all things I noticed while I fidgeted. Mostly I just enjoyed my book.

Today at work I was telling Random about the strange experience. He theorized that 24A was gay and was eager to call it case closed. I tried to tell him that 24A didn’t ping on my gaydar at all. What ensued was sheer hilarity, as we came up with theory after theory about Mr. 24A’s silence. If he had only spoken to me this would never have happened. As Random said, I was stood up by a single serving friend and feeling rejected.

Theory 1: He’s gay – I don’t think so. He was much more Taylor U Football than Rip Taylor Footloose.

Theory 2: He’s shy, in which case Denise is sad for him and thinks I should have bought him a drink. I tried to make eye contact and initiate conversation, I swear!

Theory 3: He doesn’t speak English – This took some thought. I don’t remember seeing any words on his book, just the flowers. Then I remembered that he ordered his OJ with no problems and without any detectible foreign accent. Debunked.

Theory 4: He’s mute. Debunked by the memory of him ordering OJ.

Theory 5: He is a US Marshall, and New Moon was his cover. I guess I’ll never know.

Theory 6: His girlfriend/wife/SO made him read it. I couldn’t see a ring, so who knows?

Theory 7: Not only did he/she make him read it, but he/she won’t let him talk to girls on flights. That would be so sad.

Theory 8: Old Man Bobby paid him to sit next to me on the flight to test me. While I passed the test on the flight, I am now failing, as I am quasi-stalking him. Old Man Bobby laughed nervously when I told him this theory by the way.

Theory 9: He was a spy sent to the US to study teen reading habits. Terrifying.

Theory 10: He thought I was a tweeker because I couldn’t sit still and I went to the bathroom an inappropriate number of times just to have an excuse to walk around.

Theory 11: He was too embarrassed to have been caught reading a chick book to speak to me.

I finally got around to watching Dr. Horrible’s Sing-a-long Blog. Fun stuff! I wish I could come up with a lot of highfalutin reviewy mumbo jumbo to describe how I feel about it, but I’m really just blown away. I expected fun. I expected witty. I expected sarcasm. I really didn’t expect to care about the characters. I certainly didn’t expect to want more when it was over, to feel it ended before I was ready.

To Neil Patrick Harris: Can you do no wrong? You have a PhD in Awesomeness!

To Nathan Fillion: I’ve had a crush on you since Joey Buchanan (you’re the real Joey!). Ahem! Sorry. The point is, that’s some might fine acting to make me even thinking about disliking you for a moment, my MySpace Friend.

To Felicia Day: I don’t really know your work, but I didn’t want to leave you out. Great job! You have a lovely voice.

To Joss Whedon: Thanks, again!

To Random: I told you I’d watch it! 😛

To Everyone who has not watched Dr. Horrible’s Sing-a-long Blog: Make the bad horse gleeful, or he’ll make you his mare.

I’m sure there will be spoilers, so check my Twilight page for this one.