<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056</id><updated>2011-12-24T01:18:57.280-05:00</updated><category term='Beauty'/><category term='It&apos;s sexy time'/><category term='TV'/><category term='Pure silliness'/><category term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><category term='Reasons I love Rob Pattinson'/><category term='Rob'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='It&apos;s movie time'/><category term='True Blood'/><category term='Celebrity adoration'/><category term='A little insight into me...'/><title type='text'>The ramblings of a perpetual fangirl</title><subtitle type='html'>You see, it's hard to face the addict that's inside of me. I want to fill my glass up with you constantly.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>238</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-3440569671267954092</id><published>2011-12-24T01:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T01:18:57.286-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A little insight into me...'/><title type='text'>So much for holiday cheer</title><content type='html'>So it is Christmas Eve and I want essentially everyone I know to fuck off. I'm feeling incredibly unappreciated at a time when I'm supposed to feel warm and fuzzy and all that bs.  Not this year. Merry freaking Christmas. Yeah, that's where I'm at.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-3440569671267954092?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3440569671267954092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2011/12/so-much-for-holiday-cheer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/3440569671267954092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/3440569671267954092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2011/12/so-much-for-holiday-cheer.html' title='So much for holiday cheer'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-8410751058718324967</id><published>2011-07-20T00:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T00:09:58.082-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A little insight into me...'/><title type='text'>My film debut</title><content type='html'>Maybe I shouldn't quit my day job. My friend Jess did a student film for her production class and this is the rough cut. She did an awesome job. But, my acting skillz suck. Oh and gotta love Sarah's "Nutmeg" while she looks like a crazed psycho. I could make fun of myself for hours. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KLN4OfY36_0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-8410751058718324967?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8410751058718324967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-film-debut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/8410751058718324967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/8410751058718324967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-film-debut.html' title='My film debut'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/KLN4OfY36_0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-7171681601980562626</id><published>2011-07-07T01:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T01:41:46.821-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>Not another rant...this time it's personal</title><content type='html'>The following post is to be taken with a grain of salt. A friend of mine today sent me a video that I can only assume he was hoping I would find humorous. He was wrong. Basically, it was a video about how Twilight fans are fat, lonely, pathetic losers who have no intelligence or merit. And who are too idiotic to discern fiction from reality. Normally I can take a good ribbing for being a Twilight fan, but this one pissed me off. So, like I said take the following with a grain of salt. I realize that I am broadly generalizing males, and if you are offended because the following clearly doesn’t apply to you (because a. you are not a Neanderthal who thinks all things Twilight are gay b. you actually took the time to read the books and didn’t just base your opinion off the movies, which are hardly fair representations of the book or c. you really don’t give a crap about Twilight), then I apologize. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What exactly is it about Twilight that bothers men so much? Why are they so threatened by one Edward Cullen? Here’s my theory. I think that they are afraid that women might get some dangerous ideas about how they should be treated: with respect, loyalty, devotion; that they should be listened to, valued and protected. I mean God forbid today’s male get off his porn watching, Call of Duty playing, iphone soul sucking ass and pay some attention to his girlfriend. And the whole “Edward is a totally unrealistic, unfair depiction of what a man is supposed to be” thing? Well guess what. Megan Fox, Adriana Lima, and Kim Kardashian are totally unrealistic, unfair depictions of what a woman is supposed to be. Welcome to our world. Women have been putting up with that shit since Playboy magazine was first published. At least Edward Cullen possesses some decent qualities. The best qualities of the aforementioned ladies? Big tits and ass. So sorry if I’m not in the mood for you to mock me. Now eff off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of rant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-7171681601980562626?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7171681601980562626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2011/07/not-another-rantthis-time-its-personal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7171681601980562626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7171681601980562626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2011/07/not-another-rantthis-time-its-personal.html' title='Not another rant...this time it&apos;s personal'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-3473011113978887411</id><published>2011-02-02T00:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T00:51:22.000-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A little insight into me...'/><title type='text'>Another one of those "I'm back" posts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I hope this one sticks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I really do miss blogging. Hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Here's the fun stuff that's happened in my life since July.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I thought I already blogged about the 4th of July, but guess not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;JULY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The roomie and I went to Centenniel Park. We thought it was a brillaint idea. Not so much. The best part (besides the fireworks) was riding the Marta. I always love riding the Marta. I'm a nerd. There were LOTS of people here. Shock. We had to walk down ten blocks from the Marta stop just to get to the end of the line to get into the park. And mind you, this was a free event. But we had to go through "security", which consisted of mostly old dudes. Anywho, once we got in, we stood in line for an hour (no exaggeration) for a funnel cake. I HAD to have one. It was yummy. And turns out my roommate will cut somebody for me if I want her to. That might come in handy some day. The fire works were awesome. Duh. But it was over far too quickly. &lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TRRFmhv-TzI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/VjTCdlUi74U/s1600/127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TRRFmhv-TzI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/VjTCdlUi74U/s400/127.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TRRFq8xD91I/AAAAAAAAAhU/NflkXC9mtME/s1600/129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TRRFq8xD91I/AAAAAAAAAhU/NflkXC9mtME/s640/129.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My roomie is a gangsta. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ ﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TRRFwMC9UPI/AAAAAAAAAhY/OVjBaTgiQuA/s1600/136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TRRFwMC9UPI/AAAAAAAAAhY/OVjBaTgiQuA/s640/136.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6a850c05c6ffc8c5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6a850c05c6ffc8c5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330332569%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D132B597488F17D1DA7EDF048629D40ADB1A5467A.57B5FD493A9AC36C768F46FFE368342920CE6FB8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6a850c05c6ffc8c5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJEkH66OZeZGL6B5rVzxDPheNvKo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6a850c05c6ffc8c5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330332569%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D132B597488F17D1DA7EDF048629D40ADB1A5467A.57B5FD493A9AC36C768F46FFE368342920CE6FB8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6a850c05c6ffc8c5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJEkH66OZeZGL6B5rVzxDPheNvKo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;AUGUST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The Rob trip. This turned out to be my favorite trip I have taken with the Mox so far. I would even venture to say it beats NY. Water for Elephants was filming in and around Chattanooga and we decided to go see if we could find our one true love. We didn't. But the trip turned out to be pretty awesome. Now, originally I wrote an exhaustive, step by step account of our trip, but blogger is mean. And I lost all of that brillaint writing. So, I decided this type of post would be better for my sanity. Sometimes I think I'm a little too verbose. (Don't be so quick to agree with me. Sheesh!) To some up our little day trip, we went to three of the places where it was rumored Rob would be filming: The Chattanooga Choo Choo Hotel, The Chattanooga Railroad Museum, and a house in Chickamauga, GA. We left notes at both the railroad museum and at the hotel Rob was rumored to be staying at, professing our love to him. I'm not kidding. If he really saw the notes, he might have questioned our sanity. And our ages. We might have come off as 14 year olds instead of the incredibly mature 24 year olds that we actually are. The best part was probably when we visited the house where Rob filmed some of his scenes. It was just really cool because the house was in a really remote location and I was so proud when we found it. This is a trip I will always remember. And I know the Mox will too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TRRKvkhfBwI/AAAAAAAAAhc/7GEACQ0ZsEc/s1600/100_2805.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TRRKvkhfBwI/AAAAAAAAAhc/7GEACQ0ZsEc/s320/100_2805.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lookin' awkward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TRRKymF1e3I/AAAAAAAAAhg/lKmlGD0AtWw/s1600/100_2807.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TRRKymF1e3I/AAAAAAAAAhg/lKmlGD0AtWw/s400/100_2807.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿ ﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TRRLJvQITfI/AAAAAAAAAhw/APPuj1xHRsg/s1600/100_2870.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TRRLJvQITfI/AAAAAAAAAhw/APPuj1xHRsg/s640/100_2870.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was our beloved behind this door? Creepers.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TRRK2FvKktI/AAAAAAAAAhk/0YuVkUFnIJM/s1600/100_2810.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TRRK2FvKktI/AAAAAAAAAhk/0YuVkUFnIJM/s640/100_2810.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TRRLAA3N4_I/AAAAAAAAAho/G0uHpr8Yhvk/s1600/100_2852.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TRRLAA3N4_I/AAAAAAAAAho/G0uHpr8Yhvk/s640/100_2852.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We killed some time at Ruby Falls. Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TRRLFuXitqI/AAAAAAAAAhs/KOotJFb9BaA/s1600/100_2860.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TRRLFuXitqI/AAAAAAAAAhs/KOotJFb9BaA/s640/100_2860.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TRRLOxaV2CI/AAAAAAAAAh0/Lv8dOwnMkeU/s1600/100_2876.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TRRLOxaV2CI/AAAAAAAAAh0/Lv8dOwnMkeU/s640/100_2876.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;SEPTEMBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Epic. That is really the best way to sum up the Kings of Leon concert. I was psyched that they played songs other than from their &lt;em&gt;Only By the Night&lt;/em&gt; album. Don't get me wrong, I love this album, but there is so much more to KoL than &lt;em&gt;Use Somebody &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;Sex on Fire&lt;/em&gt;. Our seats weren't the greatest and I'm not even sure you can see the band in the video I took (and it really doesn't help that I turned my camera sideways while filming and the video came out the way. I'm not sure if that came be rectified. If it can, someone please tell me!), but it was an amazing time, nonetheless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;OCTOBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This month we went to Savannah for&amp;nbsp;a mini break. We visited Paula Deen's restaurant, parused River Street, had yummy margaritas, went on a haunted pub crawl, and had a silly time in this random little shop. The Mox may or may not have broken one of the masks she tried on below. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TR-k4wI0QkI/AAAAAAAAAh8/BIozuRS-8fM/s1600/100_2915.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TR-k4wI0QkI/AAAAAAAAAh8/BIozuRS-8fM/s640/100_2915.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TR-lQv9zLhI/AAAAAAAAAiA/CpQpe3cPj80/s1600/100_2932.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TR-lQv9zLhI/AAAAAAAAAiA/CpQpe3cPj80/s640/100_2932.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TR-l48vnBAI/AAAAAAAAAiE/O9WeWRXWIHo/s1600/100_2919.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TR-l48vnBAI/AAAAAAAAAiE/O9WeWRXWIHo/s640/100_2919.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TR-kSA19U0I/AAAAAAAAAh4/RxGY6GKvFVw/s1600/100_2923.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TR-kSA19U0I/AAAAAAAAAh4/RxGY6GKvFVw/s640/100_2923.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TR-nV_fy5tI/AAAAAAAAAiI/GCbYnFsoFCc/s1600/100_2922.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TR-nV_fy5tI/AAAAAAAAAiI/GCbYnFsoFCc/s640/100_2922.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Halloween was really fun this year. Originally, the idea was a nautical theme. The Mox was gonna be a pirate wench and I a sailor. But all of that changed when fate opened a miraculous door right in front of me. At a Hot Topic no less. You see, my friends, I have this mild obsession with a certain white cat. And when I saw this costume at Hot Topic (don't ask why I was in there in the first place), I knew I had to have it. Comical pictures below. Anywho, we ended up going to The Compound. Turned out the music blew. Like, hard. But, we were both pretty relaxed from our pre-Halloween Halloween party and it didn't really matter. The Mox met a nice young boy scout, who was totes whispering dirty stuff to her. And I met a doctor. Unfortunately, he was the Halloween kind. And not only that, he was Dr. McLovin'. Yeah. This year we learned that cabs are pretty much awesome. Neither one of us has to be too responsible. Which is magical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TR-ozkiBD-I/AAAAAAAAAiM/3Kum8MIbPlc/s1600/100_2970.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TR-ozkiBD-I/AAAAAAAAAiM/3Kum8MIbPlc/s640/100_2970.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TR-pHhpggeI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/VuYEM9cNr2I/s1600/100_2951.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TR-pHhpggeI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/VuYEM9cNr2I/s640/100_2951.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TR-pVaUiB3I/AAAAAAAAAiU/nC6ypOX4PAw/s1600/100_2973.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TR-pVaUiB3I/AAAAAAAAAiU/nC6ypOX4PAw/s640/100_2973.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;DECEMBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Although it is our second Christmas in the apartment, this is the first year we had a Christmas tree. Courtesy of the Mox's mom. Turns out the Mox is sort of a Christmas Nazi. Gotta love her. She let me put 12 whole ornaments on the tree. :) You should have witnessed our "discussion" on choosing the proper ornaments for our tree. "Purple is not a Christmas color!" -Me "I didn't say I wanted purple!!!" -Mox. She did say purple, I swear. Oh yeah, and we got a dog. (I guess I should say the Mox got a dog, but I am beginning to love her little pup.) Her name is Juju and she is an adorable 3 year old Maltese. Love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TUjs08kaQDI/AAAAAAAAAiY/uNii2U7DNkc/s1600/100_3009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TUjs08kaQDI/AAAAAAAAAiY/uNii2U7DNkc/s640/100_3009.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TUjs7tFn0pI/AAAAAAAAAic/si8-QvFEDKY/s1600/100_3044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TUjs7tFn0pI/AAAAAAAAAic/si8-QvFEDKY/s640/100_3044.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;And somewhere along the way, we saw Sam and Bobby again. You know how we roll! (Love ya Mox. Thanks for the Ry Ry vid) We love us some Brit boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anywho, it hasn't been a bad year. Watch this space to see my adventures in the New Year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-3473011113978887411?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3473011113978887411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2011/02/another-one-of-those-im-back-posts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/3473011113978887411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/3473011113978887411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2011/02/another-one-of-those-im-back-posts.html' title='Another one of those &quot;I&apos;m back&quot; posts'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TRRFmhv-TzI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/VjTCdlUi74U/s72-c/127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-6791313630293333577</id><published>2010-08-06T02:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T02:09:06.205-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reasons I love Rob Pattinson'/><title type='text'>Mike Newton announces "You're alive!!"</title><content type='html'>I'm back biatches! That's right. I'm alive. Sorry I have been MIA for so long. I sort of had this whole thing with this boy that distracted me from my wonderful bloggy. You see, I was spending the time I would normally blog, with him. Seeing as how my blog won't make out with me, he was the more logical choice, right? Anyway, that whole thing ended pretty disastrously, as most of my relationships do. Alas, that coupled with work has kept me away for far too long. And I have found something so wonderful that I just had to put it on my blog and squee with my fellow bloggers. Here be the holy grail: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dDnvpGSskgc&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dDnvpGSskgc&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I thought you guys might be interested in what I did last Sunday. You see, Robert Pattinson was filming this little movie called Water for Elephants. I'm not sure if you've heard of it. Whatev. Anyway, he filmed some of his scenes in Chickamauga, GA (yes, it's a real place) and Chattanooga, TN. Both of these happen to be about 2 hours from me and myself and the Mox were a few of the lucky ones who got to visit. Although we didn't get to see His Wonderfulness we did get some pictures of the house where he filmed and also of the Benzini Bros. We also have some hilarious stories about our visit. I promise to share these in my next post. See you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I have really missed this place. I had forgotten what a little sanctuary my blog is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-6791313630293333577?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6791313630293333577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/08/mike-newton-announces-youre-alive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/6791313630293333577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/6791313630293333577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/08/mike-newton-announces-youre-alive.html' title='Mike Newton announces &quot;You&apos;re alive!!&quot;'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-2933326352346924079</id><published>2010-04-19T23:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T23:55:29.809-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrity adoration'/><title type='text'>Huh?</title><content type='html'>Pretty random, I know. I love her and I would dress like that everyday if I could. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.twitvid.com/player/4E77A"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.twitvid.com/player/4E77A" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" allowNetworking="all" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-2933326352346924079?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2933326352346924079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/04/huh.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2933326352346924079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2933326352346924079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/04/huh.html' title='Huh?'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-6842282365314289865</id><published>2010-04-10T01:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T01:07:35.761-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>The Mox's fic</title><content type='html'>You guys aren't reading this awesome new fic The Looking Glass, huh? Why not???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this video and then go read &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5739311/1/The_Looking_Glass"&gt;the fic&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jl31ZCVvfo8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jl31ZCVvfo8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't regret it. I'm telling you, it's getting good. Nice and angsty, the way I like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-6842282365314289865?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6842282365314289865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/04/moxs-fic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/6842282365314289865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/6842282365314289865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/04/moxs-fic.html' title='The Mox&apos;s fic'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-7916331229262226437</id><published>2010-04-10T00:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T00:42:14.239-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rob'/><title type='text'>See if you can guess why I love this video so much...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5uKRZrlPVs4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5uKRZrlPVs4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen close at 4:58. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-7916331229262226437?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7916331229262226437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/04/see-if-you-can-guess-why-i-love-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7916331229262226437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7916331229262226437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/04/see-if-you-can-guess-why-i-love-this.html' title='See if you can guess why I love this video so much...'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-2059887757686094421</id><published>2010-04-10T00:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T00:50:30.202-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>Twicon days 2 and 3...from the Mox</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Day 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Frankie AS (yeah I changed her name again. Ask her what it means) (Me-I'll never tell....) stole my P. Fach thunder. I will say I was ridiculously jealous of her whole "I had a crush on a girl named Frances" story. That was until Peter Facinelli sat down next to me! The crazy thing was we weren't even sitting in those seats originally. We ended up having to boot someone else out of our seats. Then there was a mom and daughter sitting closer to the end of row, but it just so happened that they had walked out of the room right before P. Fach jumped off the stage. (Me-We were both like "If they knew what just happened..." I mean what shitty luck they had!) So, you see, it was all an act of God that P. Fach sat next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confession time: Before Twicon weekend I had been struggling with my love for Twilight (Me-I was ashamed once too...) Last year, I remember being embarrassed to buy the Twilight DVD. I enjoyed all things Twilight, but I kept it a secret. I had been ashamed. But after Twicon (or more specifically after having P. Fach lean against me) I fly my Twilight nerd flag proudly! Yes, I have come out of the closet and I'm saying it loud: I AM A TWILIGHT FAN AND I'M PROUD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I will step off of my soap box now and continue with day 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first star we saw was Daniel Cudmore aka Felix. Let me begin by saying he is tall, tall, tall, which for me equals win, win, win. Yes, I now have a crush on Daniel Cudmore. It is nowhere near my love for Rob, but I do enjoy looking at Daniel. Not only is he tall, but he has thick dark hair, a muscular build, (Me-that's putting it mildly!) great arms (which is another weakness of mine), and huge hands...heh heh. Someone in the audience asked for a bear hug and he said he only gives "man hugs." After staring at his arms for the better part of an hour, I knew I had to have a Daniel Cudmore "man hug." He turned out to be really funny and gracious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little side note: All of the stars were amusing and extremely gracious. They really do love their fans. Also, everyone looks way better in person than they do in the movies, which makes me wonder: Is it possible for Rob to look better in person? If so, I imagine&amp;nbsp; I would go blind. To look at him would be like staring directly into the sun. But I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Daniel. He said that originally, he auditioned for a role as one of the bikers (who Bella hops a ride with to get her "adrenaline rush", thus inducing her Edward hallucinations). He said that when he got a call back for the role of Felix, there was a miscommunication and he thought that he was still auditioning for the biker part. When he figured out what was going on, he thought he completely blew it. Needless to say, he got the role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuteness: When asked how tall he is, his response is "twice as tall as half my height."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got his autograph, I made him laugh by complaining about the commonality of my name (which is not Mox). Total score. That night at the vampire ball, I worked up the nerve to ask for a picture with him. Yes, I wimped out on asking for the hug, but he still put his arm around me and I got to touch his back. Swoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next star was Gil Birmingham aka Billy Black. He also looked delicious. I would have no problem with Gil being my sugar daddy. Whenever he was telling a story about Taylor, he would pause and say "Taylor. Taylor Lautner." At one point he even said "I'm down with the convention."&amp;nbsp;Super adorable. Gil had to be extremely patient to deal with the stupid white people there. Twice in a row he was asked about his nationality. Then some woman with a thick accent exclaimed loudly "Comanche? What's that?!" (Me-stupid pale faces!) Then someone asked what his tribe had in common with the Quileutes. Amazingly, he gave serious answers to all of the questions. We didn't get his autograph until day three, so I will come back to that later. I know Frankie AS will have a lot to say about Gil on day 3. (Me-for the rest of my life...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Gil, came Christopher Heyerdahl aka Marcus. I was impressed with how much thought he put into the role. Marcus is a comparatively smaller role, yet Christopher delved into his story and his motivations. Everyone asked him about his lack of socks in the movie. His rationale was that Marcus would be too apathetic about life to bother with socks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris shared a story about the fight scene between Edward and Felix. When Rob landed on the marble stairs at Marcus' feet, he looked up and said "great slippers." (Me-so utterly Rob.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last star we saw this day was Michael Welch. He is one of those people who simply cannot be still. I got a little dizzy watching him. When he first walked on stage, he chugged an energy drink and then pitched the empty bottle into the crowd. The bottle bounced off a beam in the ceiling and landed in the row behind me. The bottle never came close enough to me to cause a danger, but I stil flinched when it hit the beam. Michael saw that and mouthed "Sorry." to me. Oh, and he re-enacted the butt shake dance from Twilight. (Me-this was complete and utter WIN! Every time I would see that scene in the theatre, I would giggle. In fact, it still makes me giggle.) He also did impressions of the other actors, including Rob and Kristen. His Kristen involved a lot of blinking and tucking his hair behind his ear. Cuteness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up was Kiowa Gordon (Embry Call). He was cute in a younger brother sort of way. In fact, he reminded me a lot of my 14 year old step-brother (ironically named Jacob). He seemed like a typical teenage boy. He is in a band and we convinced him to sing for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Kiowa, Twilight Lexicon talked about visiting the sets of New Moon and Twilight. They also had footage of interviews with Kristen and Taylor from the Twilight set. That interview with Taylor was hands down the best I’ve ever seen. Now I do love Taylor, but it always slightly annoys me how pc he is in interviews. I have never seen Taylor more unguarded as he was in the Lexicon interview. It was like I finally got a glimpse at the real Taylor and he’s adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next came Tinsel Korey (Emily). This chick is awesome. She’s super tiny. When she was on stage, I felt like I was 15 again and at a slumber party. She gushed over Paul Walker and then Kellan Lutz. Someone informed her that Tinsel and Kellan like the same candy and her response was "Oh my gosh, it’s totally meant to be." At one point during the Q&amp;amp;A session, a little girl raised her hand to ask a question but once the microphone got to her she was too embarrassed to ask, so Tinsel jumped off the stage and ran to the little girl who was near the back of the room. The girl got to ask her question and then Tinsel invited her on stage. For the rest of the Q&amp;amp;A, she sat with her arm around the girl and when it was all over she took her backstage. I think she would make a great role model for young girls. One of my favorite quotes from her was “Love shouldn’t hurt.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Gil was on stage again. We convinced him to sing for us too. The whole time him and Kiowa (backstage) would randomly howl to each other. After that, was autographs from all three stars. You’ve already heard about Frankie AS’s Gil moment *completely jealous.* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still haven’t mentioned “the bedazzlers” as Frankie AS and I dubbed them. (Me-I actually have a picture of one of the aforementioned bedazzled jackets. But, I felt it was too mean to post here. But, the Mox and I will be able to snicker for all eternity...hehe) There was two of them and they were obviously Twimoms. They both had jackets with pictures of Edward on the back that were bedazzled and painted all to hell. I know we’re all geeks at Twicon but as I told Frankie AS, the bedazzling is "taking a step". The worst part was that they had even bedazzled Rob’s eyes. I don’t care what it is or why you did it, sticking something through someone’s eyes is just a wee bit demented. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Me-Sorry this was posted so late. I suck.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-2059887757686094421?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2059887757686094421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/04/twicon-days-2-and-3from-mox.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2059887757686094421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2059887757686094421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/04/twicon-days-2-and-3from-mox.html' title='Twicon days 2 and 3...from the Mox'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-1766885011004323304</id><published>2010-03-26T00:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T01:07:57.345-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>Twicon...days two and three</title><content type='html'>So Saturday, I was a little less excited because I assumed that the best part (P. Fach) was over. I was wrong-o. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6pjdVT-_iI/AAAAAAAAAeY/QJljTcziNEU/s1600/100_2634.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6pjdVT-_iI/AAAAAAAAAeY/QJljTcziNEU/s320/100_2634.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Lexicon talked about their red carpet experiences at the premiere of Twilight and New Moon. Oh, and Remember Me!!! No bigs. One of the girls actually got to be at the red carpet that Monday before Twicon. So cool. She told us about her experiences. Blah de blah. Nothing too spectacular to write about here. Just generally pretty cool to hear about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was Daniel Cudmore, the guy who played Felix. I will be the first to admit that I wasn't really excited for him. I was really sad that more of the cast from Twilight wasn't there. It was mostly folks from New Moon. Anywho, I was wrong-o again. He turned out to be an incredibly funny guy, who just happens to be quite good looking (I will let the Mox tell you all about that). He is VERY tall and maybe a bit intimidating, but he was very nice when he signed my book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6pjjUeHRUI/AAAAAAAAAeg/oUaKWdpyoYg/s1600/100_2677.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6pjjUeHRUI/AAAAAAAAAeg/oUaKWdpyoYg/s320/100_2677.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After that was the Twilight Moms panel, which we didn't catch all of. The cute red-haired lady who sold me the cupcake charm ended up being a TwiMom. They seemed like cool ladies. They talked about some current books they are reading that I must get up on. Like Hunger Games (which is currently collecting dust on my bookshelf. Uh-hum. Thanks fanfiction.) and this series called The Black Dagger Brotherhood. They also talked about the Sookie series (which I am almost caught up on. As we speak, I am reading the last published one. I know a new one comes out in May, so I gotta be up to snuff.) And I am probably the only person on the planet who is Team Bill. Oh well. They also talked about how Twilight has created this great community for us fans to connect and I completely agree. It is so cool to see all of these people out there who have profoundly been affected by these stories and have connected with other people because of them. It makes me excited that literature, yes literature,&amp;nbsp;is responsible for something so cool.&amp;nbsp;Gush, gush. I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6pjpRgIpzI/AAAAAAAAAeo/K6RgYKdz2Rc/s1600/100_2679.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6pjpRgIpzI/AAAAAAAAAeo/K6RgYKdz2Rc/s320/100_2679.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Next was Gil Birmingham. He was so cool. Very laid back and "down with the conventions." Yes, he said that. He was very humble and just generally very nice. And his muscles...oi vay. I will let Mox explain to you the second hand embarassment of being a southerner during his Q&amp;amp;A. Gil actually came back the next day and had a 2nd Q&amp;amp;A session and autograph session. Too cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6pjujdRWNI/AAAAAAAAAew/xXpsMTZf2kg/s1600/100_2685.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6pjujdRWNI/AAAAAAAAAew/xXpsMTZf2kg/s320/100_2685.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;After Gil was Christopher Heyerdahl who plays Marcus. And he is&amp;nbsp;completely the opposite of his character. Which, I suppose, is what makes a good actor, right? Well, if you saw him on the street you wouldn't think "Hey! There's Marcus!" You would however think "Sweet baby Jesus, that guy is tall!" What is it with the Twi guys being ginormous?? He got on stage and instead of sitting in his chair, he paced the stage manically during his Q&amp;amp;A. He had sooo much energy. He was sort of Robin Williams-ish. Very nice, very funny. And sincerely a warm guy. He was so nice when he signed my book. Love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6pjzVcU0gI/AAAAAAAAAe4/giD2hY-fQCA/s1600/100_2686.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6pjzVcU0gI/AAAAAAAAAe4/giD2hY-fQCA/s320/100_2686.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Then, Mike Welch had his Q&amp;amp;A. He was much more reserved than he was at karaoke night. Almost shy. It was endearing. He came out with a 5 hour energy in his hand. He proceeded to gulp it down and throw it into the audience like a rock star. Of course, it hit a beam on the ceiling and bounced onto a little girl in the row behind us. But, she didn't mind. He had this goofy, apologetic look that was so adorable. He told us how he got started as an actor, which is a cool story. Turns out his mom gave a head shot to someone at the dermatologists office who treated Mila Kunis. Weird. I found out later that night while "researching" him on imdb that he was in one of my fave movies, The United States of Leland. He plays the autistic brother who is murdered. Get outta town. He's also been in Joan of Arcadia (which blew the Mox's mind) and Law &amp;amp; Order: SVU. I have scoured the Internets for his epi and I just can't find it. Dammit. And I don't even like that show. I know I've already told you he is so gorgeous in RL, but it's worth saying again. His eyes are the bluest blue and his hair is so thick. And he is really tan. He signed my book shyly and I had to hold in the squeeing. I fell in love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6pj9PjmRvI/AAAAAAAAAfI/2quO3ApS_Ik/s1600/100_2693.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6pj9PjmRvI/AAAAAAAAAfI/2quO3ApS_Ik/s320/100_2693.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Later that night, after much persuasion from the Mox, I got ready for the Volturi Vampire Ball. (Hey, I was exhausted. And I am much like Bella in that "I can't dance.") I always dread situations where dancing is involved. Ugh. But, alas, I put my dancin' shoes on and off we went. It turned out to be pretty fun and I'm glad I went. I had a couple of drinks and I felt pretty comfy in the atmosphere, so I did dance. Although the music was pretty shitty. Michael Welch was there for a few minutes, as were Daniel Cudmore and Chris Heyerdahl. I will let the Mox take over and tell you about her experience with the Cud and my experience with gay Edward's bf and the "chubby Edward" as I was a little drunky-drunk during all that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And, thus the night ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Sunday was bittersweet. We were both exhausted and tired of getting up early, but we didn't want the weekend to end either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6pj4MoXivI/AAAAAAAAAfA/AluoD4EM4Y8/s1600/100_2694.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6pj4MoXivI/AAAAAAAAAfA/AluoD4EM4Y8/s320/100_2694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;First up was Kiowa Gordon, who plays Embry. We were a little late (which I hate) thanks to a need for Caribou Coffee. He was younger than I thought. Only 19. He's in a band and he actually is Native American. He seemed a little nervous about being there. He was pretty reserved and quite serious for someone so young, but again I think it was nerves. He sang for us, which was pretty cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, the Lexicon talked about their on set experiences for Twilight and New Moon. I loved this panel! It was so cool to hear how things were on set before everything exploded. I would have loved to have been there when people were actually allowed on set. Lori showed us some personal footage she got of Tyler and Kristen on the set of Twilight. It was obvi amateur, but so cool. It was like Twilight: Unplugged or something. Very raw Kristen and Taylor. They looked so young and were so excited to be a part of the experience. Lori told us that both Kristen and Taylor are extremely nice and that Kristen is def. a method actress. Cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6pkDvNsmyI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Nhf957-m2Jg/s1600/100_2697.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6pkDvNsmyI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Nhf957-m2Jg/s320/100_2697.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tinsel Korey was up next. She is quite possibly the sweetest girl ever. And so tiny. Itsy bitsy. Man, give her a sandwich. (j/k...I'm jealous). She is really funny and laid back. I think I'm gonna let Mox explain her Q&amp;amp;A since I'm lazy and she will probably write it better than me. The Mox might be a little in love with Tinsel, I'm afraid. I will share with you something that Tinsel said that I found really moving. When asked what the best advice she had ever received was, she said that her agent told her once "Never think that who you are isn't enough." Tears. No srsly, that was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last, but not least was Gil, again. I thought it was so cool that he was gracious enough to offer up another Q&amp;amp;A, and not TOO many questions were repeated. This session was a little more informal and Kiowa and Tinsel even came out into the audience to ask some of their own questions for Gil. It was so cute! One question that was asked of Gil, I have been dying to know the answer to: What does Jacob say to Bella right before he is about to kiss her in the kitchen? Tinsel actually stood up and answered this one. She said that the Quiluetes believe that what is said between two people is sacred and for them to understand, not others. And out of respect for those individuals, they won't reveal what was said. Which is kinda frustrating, I know. But, also really beautiful, I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After his Q&amp;amp;A, Gil signed my book and there was a life altering moment. I got up to him and he looked right at me and said "You're all red." (I was wearing my cute red plaid tunic with a wide black belt over my black leggings.) And I SWEAR he said this next part: "You look goooood in red." Heart stops. I look around to see if anyone else in the universe heard this. I thought maybe the Mox had missed it cuz she was kinda talking to someone else during this. As we walked away, she told me that she had indeed heard it!!!! I wanted to die. Gil Birmingham, Jacob Black's dad, thinks I look good in red. Gulp. Greatness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was a fantastic weekend and we are def. going again next year. Yeah, it was pricey, but it was so worth it. It was a really intimate&amp;nbsp;look at these actors who play our beloved characters. It was cool to be around like-minded freaks who are all obsessive about the same thing I am.&amp;nbsp;If you have the opportunity to go to the Twicon near you, I say to you "What the eff are you waiting for???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fave moment of the weekend: When Michael Welch was asked to impersonate Rob, he started singing in this incomprehensible, warbly voice, which was so spot-on Rob it was eery. Hilariousness!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired Mox and Frankie AS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6pmOIdVDnI/AAAAAAAAAfY/EVMKh_CvaHs/s1600/100_2639.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6pmOIdVDnI/AAAAAAAAAfY/EVMKh_CvaHs/s320/100_2639.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And like a proud mama, I show you my signed books:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6pm3UAvOQI/AAAAAAAAAfw/86KplQA4z9M/s1600/100_2703.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6pm3UAvOQI/AAAAAAAAAfw/86KplQA4z9M/s320/100_2703.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6pmzg41kBI/AAAAAAAAAfo/WMkpFYG-lCw/s1600/100_2702.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6pmzg41kBI/AAAAAAAAAfo/WMkpFYG-lCw/s320/100_2702.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6pmwYulqVI/AAAAAAAAAfg/03gNkDZ1Q_0/s1600/100_2701.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6pmwYulqVI/AAAAAAAAAfg/03gNkDZ1Q_0/s320/100_2701.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Peace, my fellow Twi freaks! Love you all!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-1766885011004323304?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1766885011004323304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/03/twicondays-two-and-three.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/1766885011004323304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/1766885011004323304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/03/twicondays-two-and-three.html' title='Twicon...days two and three'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6pjdVT-_iI/AAAAAAAAAeY/QJljTcziNEU/s72-c/100_2634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-8892138102009985243</id><published>2010-03-21T00:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T00:59:13.472-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>Two of my great loves</title><content type='html'>How perfect is this? Mrs. Kitty+Twilight=happy, happy Frances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to stop myself from buying these. I settled on a photoshoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6Wnjge2FgI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/XMRouhUBbxk/s1600-h/Kitty+Lion+Lamb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6Wnjge2FgI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/XMRouhUBbxk/s320/Kitty+Lion+Lamb.jpg" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-8892138102009985243?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8892138102009985243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/03/two-of-my-great-loves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/8892138102009985243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/8892138102009985243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/03/two-of-my-great-loves.html' title='Two of my great loves'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6Wnjge2FgI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/XMRouhUBbxk/s72-c/Kitty+Lion+Lamb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-5508242726333698514</id><published>2010-03-17T23:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T23:19:50.203-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>Twicon...day 1</title><content type='html'>Friday: This is the day I was most excited for. Peter Facinelli (Dr. Carlisle Cullen himself) was coming and I was a little beside myself about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to the hotel around 11 that morning and we parked at the mall next door. Yay for free parking! We registered and entered the vendors room. I gotta say, I was a little undewhelmed. There were mostly T-shirts you could find most anywhere. Water bottles with the Cullen crest, Scene It! Twilight version, and posters I already owned were everywhere. There was&amp;nbsp;a table with colored contacts that I saw 0 people approach all 3 days. There were two tables with Twilight themed jewelry. The best one (IMHO) was run by an awesome red-haired TwiMom who looked to be about my age. I bought this cute cupcake charm from her table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S5WdBVBWDbI/AAAAAAAAAcY/_O_-I8LQCwA/s1600-h/100_2709.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: right; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S5WdBVBWDbI/AAAAAAAAAcY/_O_-I8LQCwA/s320/100_2709.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S5WfEqd_2YI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/iS-CNpgTMCk/s1600-h/100_2617.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S5WfEqd_2YI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/iS-CNpgTMCk/s320/100_2617.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She said that she hadn't read CW&amp;amp;IA and she made the cupcake charm simply because she liked cupcakes. I bought it, well, because I love cupcakes too. But I love cupcakes because of CW&amp;amp;IA, so yea....I love it because only I (and a few other Twi crazies) know what it means. It doesn't scream Team Edward or Team Jacob. And I like that. She was also selling cute necklaces with pages of the Twi books cut out and lacquered onto bottle caps. My favorite thing she was selling were pictures she had taken in Forks that were framed in silver frames and attached to actual forks. There was a B&amp;amp;W pic of First Beach&amp;nbsp; with an apple sitting on the sand that was in color. It was beautiful. The ocean was sort of out of focus and the apple was so vibrantly red. I didn't buy it though. I was trying to contain myself. I wonder if I could find her stuff on etsy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The other tables were selling out of print soundtracks, Alice and Wonderland posters/Harry Potter posters/Twi posters, and pics of the cast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hillywood show also had a table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S5Wdi2Hws8I/AAAAAAAAAcw/UldWlMJrVAs/s1600-h/100_2621.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S5Wdi2Hws8I/AAAAAAAAAcw/UldWlMJrVAs/s320/100_2621.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Oh, about Hillywood. I gotta say I wasn't a fan...at first. I went in assuming, well, I'm not sure exactly. I guess I am a bit sensitive about people poking fun at something I hold so near and dear to my heart. But, when you see them in person, you can really see that they are fans too. And I'm ok with it now. Plus, they are just plain funny and really nice. They made great hosts for the weekend. And it's obvious that they work really hard. If they didn't love Twilight, then would just be silly of them, now wouldn't it? Oh.....and fake Jacob, you kinda make me wanna switch teams. HOTNESS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S5WdVz6ykFI/AAAAAAAAAcg/N91OiCAXydY/s1600-h/100_2623.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S5WdVz6ykFI/AAAAAAAAAcg/N91OiCAXydY/s320/100_2623.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;After ogling the goodies at the TwiMom's table, we went in and were introduced to the weekend by the Hillywood show. They screened their New Moon parody (which I hadn't seen). I loved it! It realllllly made me want March 20th to come even faster. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S5Wdcf9IOqI/AAAAAAAAAco/H2pqpjsMRUk/s1600-h/100_2620.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S5Wdcf9IOqI/AAAAAAAAAco/H2pqpjsMRUk/s320/100_2620.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next, the Twilight Lexicon had a little panel. I was excited because this was one of the first Twi websites I started regularly visiting. Lori Joffs was there and she showed us a video driving tour of Forks, which was so awesome. I have to go there this summer!&lt;br /&gt;And because the Lexicon is so awesome they gave everyone in the audience this cute FREE bag. Or a "swag bag" as the roomie likes to call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S5Wgwijh-SI/AAAAAAAAAdg/xw5L9jdL2iQ/s1600-h/100_2704.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S5Wgwijh-SI/AAAAAAAAAdg/xw5L9jdL2iQ/s320/100_2704.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Next was a Twilight trivia contest. I decided to participate and was pwned. On the second, yes the SECOND question I was out! I can no longer call myself a fan....(NOT). I was nervous, okay??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Then we got to see on-screen interviews with Kristen, Rob, Dakota, and the Wolfpack. Pretty cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S5Webps2tjI/AAAAAAAAAc4/1X-0RyIWjbI/s1600-h/100_2626.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S5Webps2tjI/AAAAAAAAAc4/1X-0RyIWjbI/s320/100_2626.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Then it was time for the man. Mr. PFACH!! I'm sorry that I suck at taking pictures, but I just do. I'm showing ya the best I got:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Peter was so incredibly nice and funny. In fact, I can go ahead and say that about all of the cast that appeared. Everyone was completely amazing. So humble and kind and welcoming to their fans. The sets for these movies must have been a blast to work on. All of the ones that we met were so warm and funny. No ego in any of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S5WerjRoUFI/AAAAAAAAAdA/5Lk_gEPkleA/s1600-h/100_2631.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S5WerjRoUFI/AAAAAAAAAdA/5Lk_gEPkleA/s320/100_2631.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;P. answered all of our questions thouroughly and with a great sense of humor. (Even the really stupid ones you know he gets ALL of the time). But, I can't complain cuz I didn't ask any questions. I can never think of anything original enough to ask. My fave question (that was asked of all of the cast members) was "Who would win in a fight, you or Rob? Of course P. said himself. As did every other cast member who was asked. Even Tinsel. Hilarious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S5WezqprbDI/AAAAAAAAAdI/FDbrlNzJqG4/s1600-h/100_2632.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: right; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S5WezqprbDI/AAAAAAAAAdI/FDbrlNzJqG4/s320/100_2632.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;After Peter, they screened the first half of Twilight (which was more like the first 30 min. but w/e). Then it was time for autographs. When I got up to Peter, he was talking to a fan about how he should speak Italian in Breaking Dawn. And he said "It would be hot, right?" Melt. I wanted to say "Yeah, so there's this fanfic where you are totally in the mob. And you speak Italian, like, all the time. And it IS hot." But I didn't. Thank God. When he signed my book he commented on my name. "Frances. I had a crush on a girl named Frances in middle school, but I was too shy to tell her." And I said "Oh." I'm a bafoon. And I like to make people feel awkward apparently. He continued, "It's an unusual name." Me-"It's my grandmother's." Yeah. I shouldn't be allowed to talk to celebrities. I then thanked him and he smiled his beautiful smile and I floated away....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;As we were leaving the hotel to break for dinner I tried not to squeeeeeeee out loud. We walked next door to this place called Dantanna's. We both ordered burgers and fries, which were yummy, but we didn't really enjoy the dinner. I think we were so tired and the atmosphere just wasn't up to par.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6GVPQV5CVI/AAAAAAAAAdo/48ZlCEyCxaU/s1600-h/100_2660.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6GVPQV5CVI/AAAAAAAAAdo/48ZlCEyCxaU/s320/100_2660.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After that we went to karaoke. Peter was the host for the first part. People were horrendous, as expected. During the performances, Peter decided to come sit out amongst the audience. He would move each time a new song started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing you know, this happens:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6GVZVvUHiI/AAAAAAAAAdw/qdMKsa1E4dM/s1600-h/100_2662.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6GVZVvUHiI/AAAAAAAAAdw/qdMKsa1E4dM/s320/100_2662.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, they are blurry. I told you I suck at photography. Especially when it is most important for me to be an Annie Leibovitz. But, you get the drift. PETER FACINELLI SAT DOWN NEXT TO MY FRIEND!!! It was pretty much awesome. He leaned up against her and was dancing during the song. She played it very cool. She impressed me. Bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;After 3 songs, Peter had to catch a plane. But, our night wasn't over. Mr. Mike Welch came out and performed for us. I have to say, he is WAY more attractive in real life. Beautiful, dark hair and clear blue eyes. He was really tan too. And soooo funny. Really hyper. A cross between Jim Carey (who he mentioned is one of his favorite comedians) and Robin Williams. Here's a blurry pic for ya: &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6GWa7S4abI/AAAAAAAAAeA/hfdmDL2OYLk/s1600-h/100_2667.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6GWa7S4abI/AAAAAAAAAeA/hfdmDL2OYLk/s320/100_2667.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Bless the man. He stayed so late during karaoke. We left after 3 hours and it had started to get reaaaaallllly boring. This same group of 12 year olds wanted to perform Kesha's 'Tick Tock' over and over and over. Bleh. And, no, we didn't perform. Sarah almost got me to do it. There were actually 2 people left ahead of us to perform when we left. But, the crowd had been lost at that point. And who wants to perform to an annoyed crowd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's pretty much how the night ended. Now, I am going to do something that very much hurts my ego. I am going to allow Mox to tell her side of the weekend. Mark this. I don't like sharing my blog. She is mine. You might even say she's "Like a drug to me. My own personal brand of heroin." :) Anyway, I thought it would be cool to let you hear someone else's side of the weekend. And, I promise, the next two days will be shorter posts. Sorry this got so long. I am chatty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, without further ado, here's the Mox:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of Twicon didn’t start off well. I was exhausted from school and lack of sleep. There was difficulty finding a parking spot (there are always issues with parking when we go out). Then there was a bit of confusion and a lot of attitude from the staff when we were registering, which included a mini panic attack because they couldn’t find our tickets. It turned out we already had our tickets and had them out right in front of the people but they weren’t paying attention. Of course, they acted like we were the ones who made a mistake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately everything turned around once the convention officially began. First up was the Hillywood Show. I had been worried that it was going to be ridiculously corny. It turned out to be just silly enough. Plus I had to respect all the time, energy, and money that goes into their parodies. The girls who played Bella and Alice were super adorable and tiny. I’ll let Frankie F tell you about the guy who played Jacob since she really seemed to enjoy him. (Me -Yeah, she calls me Frankie F. Be jealous. Anyway, fake Jacob was super hot. If Catherine Hardwicke had cast the guys from the Hillywood show as Jacob and Edward, I would most definitely be Team Jacob).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I forgot the mention that our seats were f-ing awesome. We sat in the second row from the front near the middle of the row, giving us a perfect view of the stage. I will forever be grateful we sat there after what happened to me during the Karaoke contest but I’m jumping ahead of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next came Lori Joffs from the Twilight Lexicon who told us about the real Forks. Thanks to her, I am dying to take a trip to Forks. I want to stay on the Res but I don’t think Frankie F is feeling it. (Me - too expensive. I love the Native Americans. Don't get it flipped.)&amp;nbsp;Lori also gave out canvas bags to the whole audience that have “Forks, WA: New York has the Statue of Liberty. Paris has the Eiffel Tower. London has Big Ben. We have Edward Cullen. Any more questions?” written on the front. Frankie F and I like to think of them as our swag bags. (Me - That's more like Mox likes to call them our swag bags. Whatev.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess now would be a good time to mention that Edward Cullen and his boyfriend were in attendance. Yes, ladies, Edward is gay. I’m sorry but think about it, could a guy that perfect possibly be straight? Lori Joffs spotted him from the stage. We turned to look at him, when she pointed him out in the audience. Even though he sat several rows behinds us, it was ridiculously easy to pick out his perfectly chiseled face in the sea of mortals surrounding him. He went up to the stage to get a swag bag with everyone else and Frankie F asked for a picture with him. I took the picture while they posed. I was close enough to see his sparkles. He was tall and lean in his black suit. Frankie F told me he actually felt cold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6GZtNVvGFI/AAAAAAAAAeI/ZJ7R6NsCHWA/s1600-h/100_2625.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S6GZtNVvGFI/AAAAAAAAAeI/ZJ7R6NsCHWA/s320/100_2625.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Of course from that moment on, we took note of Edward’s location the rest of the weekend and we noticed the guy with him. Call it hope or delusion but we originally thought the guy was just his wingman. I mean, where else is a guy 100% guaranteed to get laid than Edward Cullen at a Twilight convention? We learned we were wrong Saturday night at the Vampire Ball. A slightly intoxicated Frankie F called the guy over and asked if he was Edward’s wingman. He said “Wingman? No. I’m his boyfriend.” It was a harsh crash with reality for Frankie F &amp;amp; me but they were both such delicious eye candy that we couldn’t stay upset for long. &lt;br /&gt;Meeting Edward and his boyfriend turned out to be one of my favorite things about the weekend. They’ve inspired me to write a one shot fanfic involving a gay Edward Cullen showing up at Twicon and the mischief that ensues. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's all folks. See you at day 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-5508242726333698514?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5508242726333698514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/03/twiconday-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/5508242726333698514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/5508242726333698514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/03/twiconday-1.html' title='Twicon...day 1'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S5WdBVBWDbI/AAAAAAAAAcY/_O_-I8LQCwA/s72-c/100_2709.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-4122416800766496943</id><published>2010-03-11T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T23:41:39.991-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A little insight into me...'/><title type='text'>Why Mox is my roommate</title><content type='html'>Us talking about restoring virginity:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You could use deli ham to rebuild your hymen." -Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That would give a whole new meaning to getting porked." -Mox&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-4122416800766496943?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4122416800766496943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-mox-is-my-roommate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/4122416800766496943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/4122416800766496943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-mox-is-my-roommate.html' title='Why Mox is my roommate'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-7299747569103363494</id><published>2010-03-08T19:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T19:28:32.838-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrity adoration'/><title type='text'>KoL never fails</title><content type='html'>So I just picked up Because of the Times and I promise....it's a must listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Aha Shake Hearbreak it took 3 go-rounds of listening before I fell in love. At first it was ehhhh, at second it was hmmmm, at third it is WHOOOOOA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I immediately fell in love with Only By the Night and I just knew that would be the case with Aha Shake Heartbreak...it wasn't. I initially loved Soft and that was pretty much it. Then I fell in love with Four Kicks and The Bucket and everytime I listen to that CD I fall in love with a new song. It has surpassed Only By the Night for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I am loving McFearless and On Call from Because of the Times and I have a sneaking suspicion that this one might soon surpass Aha Shake Heartbreak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This band is phenomenal and each new song is love. They are pure WIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we speak, I am working on my TwiCon post. It is always hard for me to write these event posts. I have so much crammed in my head and expressing the sheer awesomeness to others is hard....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-7299747569103363494?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7299747569103363494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/03/kol-never-fails.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7299747569103363494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7299747569103363494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/03/kol-never-fails.html' title='KoL never fails'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-1552672759135675363</id><published>2010-03-02T01:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T01:45:00.986-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reasons I love Rob Pattinson'/><title type='text'>True Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;script src="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/4b8cb321419d9d17/4727a2501a2a0f59/7fe04260/widget.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: 10px arial; margin-top: 3px; width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/Video/library/" target="_blank"&gt;Video Recaps&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/Video/library/full-episodes/" target="_blank"&gt;Full Episodes&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/Video/library/webisodes/" target="_blank"&gt;Webisodes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-1552672759135675363?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1552672759135675363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/03/true-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/1552672759135675363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/1552672759135675363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/03/true-love.html' title='True Love'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-7298056755198974920</id><published>2010-03-01T22:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T22:02:00.155-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>New fanfic...and Twicon!!!</title><content type='html'>First, I gotta say - what the flip is up with fanfiction.net censoring everyone's effing stories. Now I have to navigate twilighted.net's retarded website to read my fave fics. No fairs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;a href="http://hunterhunting-hh.blogspot.com/?zx=ef1a05e7f56deec3"&gt;Clipped Wings &amp;amp; Inked Armour&lt;/a&gt; is over. And I am sad, but a little relieved. Now I can move on. I felt like we got a good resolution. And more hot sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still a few chappies left of &lt;a href="http://kharizzmatik-ep.blogspot.com/?zx=c22997ae35ff0a77"&gt;Emancipation Proclamation&lt;/a&gt; (I think) and I was loling at the shoot out. Getting intense, but can we have some loving? Edward's dick is being so neglected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twilighted.net/viewstory.php?sid=8511"&gt;Master of the Universe&lt;/a&gt; is great as ever, but is starting to get a little long. I hope an ending is in sight...one that involves chains...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5390119/1/The_University_of_Edward_Masen"&gt;Univeristy of Edward Masen&lt;/a&gt; is frustrating the hell out of me. How patient can one man be???? Seriously, Edward! Man up. She wants it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and have you guys read &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5739311/1/The_Looking_Glass"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; little gem. Yeah there is a hot, guitar playing, angsty Edward. Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My newest addiction: &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5722450/2/Hide_and_Drink"&gt;Hide and Drink&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks, Sarah. I will never read another, actual, book again. With stories like this one I will never venture out of my little fic world. My first vampire fic and I'm loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I don't think I ever commented on the &lt;a href="http://angstgoddess003.livejournal.com/"&gt;WA&lt;/a&gt; epilogue FINNNNNALLLY posting. I am so sad that it is over. This was the fic that started it all. I never once was bored with this story. I really cared about the characters in this one. And I wanted Edward and Bella to heal. For once, it wasn't all about the sex. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, but not least, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE update &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5100876/5/The_Blessing_and_the_Curse"&gt;The Blessing and The Curse&lt;/a&gt; TBA!! I need to have more Possessiveward. NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.......and guess what???? Twicon is in 4 days and I am so psyched. The awesomeness that is March has started the ball rolling. I can't wait to see Mr. PFach and Mr. Mike Newton. OH and I hope there is lots of cool shit to blow money on. And lots of Eclipse clips......yummmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-7298056755198974920?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7298056755198974920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-fanficand-twicon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7298056755198974920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7298056755198974920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-fanficand-twicon.html' title='New fanfic...and Twicon!!!'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-3430137484341964928</id><published>2010-03-01T21:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T21:47:52.244-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>VD hiatus</title><content type='html'>What is up with The Vampire Diaires not coming back until like March 18th or something? It was actually starting to get interesting. I hate that the chick that Jeremy actually starts to like is a vampire. I had hope that maybe he could have a normal relationship. And the fact that he actually knows about effing vampires now? Pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is evil of me...but I'm glad the witch's damn grandmother is dead. Now let's just kill Bonnie's character and we won't have to deal with that lame ass storyline anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Stefan is such a punk. He's the whole damn reason Damon is suffering. He is such a sell-out. "Wahhh. I gotta tell Dad that Katherine is a vampire. And I have to help capture her so he will still respect me." What a little bitch. Damon loved her and I hope he snaps Stefan's weak little neck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Elena needs to wake up and get her sex on with Damon. She is still a whiny little stick. Could we make her character a little more interesting and have her fuck the bad boy, please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, since we have to wait so long for the show to come back, I thought I'd post a little clip that cracks me and the roomie up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZOWR-44YF5E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZOWR-44YF5E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess where we're from? How many times can they say Georgia? lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-3430137484341964928?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3430137484341964928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-is-up-with-vampire-diaires-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/3430137484341964928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/3430137484341964928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-is-up-with-vampire-diaires-not.html' title='VD hiatus'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-8846630875332200556</id><published>2010-02-13T13:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T13:50:03.934-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrity adoration'/><title type='text'>Creed</title><content type='html'>So, I love The Office. And Creed is one of the many characters who makes me pee my pants. Here's why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bwJvUYiN_1M&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bwJvUYiN_1M&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WlOsTxsgZu8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WlOsTxsgZu8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PdLCmg0q7TE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PdLCmg0q7TE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-8846630875332200556?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8846630875332200556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/02/creed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/8846630875332200556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/8846630875332200556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/02/creed.html' title='Creed'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-4952592767005853821</id><published>2010-02-12T19:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T19:05:02.930-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A little insight into me...'/><title type='text'>A little (more) insight into me</title><content type='html'>So, I write a lot of blog posts. Not as many as I used to, but RL seems to get in the way. I thought that maybe, possibly you guys might want a little insight into me. (If you did you would read my blog posts with that label, right?) There is more to me than my insane love of Twilight and Rob and I thought you might wanna know a little about me. Maybe you do, maybe you don't, but I made a little video showing you where I live anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive the pace at which I speak. And the fact that I say "It's so pretty!" in this really lame voice three times. I am not an idiot. I just sound like one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gGihVq68XWo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gGihVq68XWo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I thought I'd throw in the most adorable and badass dog in the whole wide world:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S3Xrmz0Z3CI/AAAAAAAAAcI/F0lVZ4PYYmc/s1600-h/100_2610.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S3Xrmz0Z3CI/AAAAAAAAAcI/F0lVZ4PYYmc/s400/100_2610.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name is Johnny. Yes, that's why. And if I ever get another dog, I will probably name him Rob. Or Patty. And naming a dog after someone you love is&amp;nbsp;the highest honor, IMHO. Especially when said dog is mad handsome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I bet you guys didn't know I totes love this guy, did you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S3Xsa658rwI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ncoLHozThs8/s1600-h/vf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S3Xsa658rwI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ncoLHozThs8/s400/vf.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-4952592767005853821?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4952592767005853821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/02/little-more-insight-into-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/4952592767005853821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/4952592767005853821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/02/little-more-insight-into-me.html' title='A little (more) insight into me'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S3Xrmz0Z3CI/AAAAAAAAAcI/F0lVZ4PYYmc/s72-c/100_2610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-2550211508754503273</id><published>2010-02-12T18:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T18:45:55.720-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>Reasons one (not myself of course) might be Team Jacob</title><content type='html'>So because I am a nerd, during my break at work everyday I try to read a chapter of Eclipse. And I take notes on my favorite parts so that I can rehash my love here for you guys. (Aren't you lucky?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Moon made me love Jacob. Really love him.&amp;nbsp;And Eclipse only cemented it.&amp;nbsp;I can almost understand why she might choose him over Edward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I read (on page 352. lol) "You are so beautiful." And&amp;nbsp;I remember why she chooses Edward. The simplicity and truth of his statement blows me away every time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, this post is about why I love Jacob. Edward has had much time dedicated to him already. So let's get back to it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Until your heart stops beating, Bella...I'll be here-fighting." (page 330)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and when he kisses Bella...swoon. The way he handles her rejection (and the punch) is so cute:&lt;br /&gt;"I hate you Jacob Black." &lt;br /&gt;"Good. Hate is a passionate emotion." (page 332)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if Bella chose Jake? What were her life have been like? I think she would have been happy. Content. The fire of their love would burn steady and soft. But, with Edward her love will always blaze. (So cheesy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just think about how it could be, Bella...You wouldn't have to change anything for me. You know Charlie would be happy if you picked me...And I would make you happy, Bella. There's so much I could give you that he can't...I would never, never hurt you, Bella." Melt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jacob, I can't &lt;em&gt;be &lt;/em&gt;happy without him." (page 333)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just think about it, Bella...You will. Tonight. And I'll be thinking about you while you're thinking about me...You kissed me back"&lt;br /&gt;"That was not kissing back, that was trying to get you the hell off of me, you idiot."&lt;br /&gt;"Touchy. Almost &lt;em&gt;overly &lt;/em&gt;defensive, I would say." (page 334)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Jake. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then Edward...&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not going to kill you now, because it would upset Bella...But if you ever bring her back damaged again...if you return her to me in less than the perfect condition that I left her in, you will be running with three legs. Do you understand that, mongrel?...And if you ever kiss her again, I &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; break your jaw for her." (page 340)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh...I can't wait to reread Fire and Ice. Epicness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and this is what Rob thinks of my toying with the idea of being Team Jacob:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S3Xm1A_gAaI/AAAAAAAAAcA/1l_nh2Phn-E/s1600-h/angry+face.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S3Xm1A_gAaI/AAAAAAAAAcA/1l_nh2Phn-E/s400/angry+face.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-2550211508754503273?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2550211508754503273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/02/reasons-one-not-myself-of-course-might.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2550211508754503273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2550211508754503273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/02/reasons-one-not-myself-of-course-might.html' title='Reasons one (not myself of course) might be Team Jacob'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S3Xm1A_gAaI/AAAAAAAAAcA/1l_nh2Phn-E/s72-c/angry+face.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-7163238842362701399</id><published>2010-02-12T18:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T18:00:59.123-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>It's official...I'm a pimp</title><content type='html'>So my roommate finally gave into the crushing pressure I put on her to post her fanfic on the Internets. Okay, so no crushing pressure. She is kind of a whore who wants to be famous. Okay, so that's not true either. I am super proud of her for having the courage to post her story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her story is called The Looking Glass and basically it is the story of Twilight, but flipped. What if the Swans were the vampires in Forks instead of the Cullens? Intriguing, no? Read it &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5739311/1/The_Looking_Glass"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Or else. I kid, I kid. No, but seriously. Do it. Oh and hurry before fanfiction.net decides to be a bitch and force her to censor it. Fuckers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-7163238842362701399?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7163238842362701399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-officialim-pimp.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7163238842362701399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7163238842362701399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-officialim-pimp.html' title='It&apos;s official...I&apos;m a pimp'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-8842316447859249420</id><published>2010-02-12T12:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T12:50:17.819-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reasons I love Rob Pattinson'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day...from Rob</title><content type='html'>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/4b7593a426fd6d08/4b756bb9c6474281/fef2cc7e/-cpid/7200be2087ed1334" id="W4727a250e66f97234b7593a426fd6d08" width="384" height="283"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/4b7593a426fd6d08/4b756bb9c6474281/fef2cc7e/-cpid/7200be2087ed1334" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-8842316447859249420?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8842316447859249420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-dayfrom-rob.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/8842316447859249420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/8842316447859249420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-dayfrom-rob.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day...from Rob'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-5598700574286927206</id><published>2010-02-08T19:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T19:54:54.368-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A little insight into me...'/><title type='text'>Look at my lovely cupcakes</title><content type='html'>I will NOT partake of these. I just love to decorate cupcakes. Wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S3CyPFY_inI/AAAAAAAAAb4/dYyTkWf0S5M/s1600-h/100_2608.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S3CyPFY_inI/AAAAAAAAAb4/dYyTkWf0S5M/s320/100_2608.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S3CyG-izIDI/AAAAAAAAAbw/woM0NtuvGro/s1600-h/100_2609.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S3CyG-izIDI/AAAAAAAAAbw/woM0NtuvGro/s320/100_2609.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-5598700574286927206?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5598700574286927206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/02/look-at-my-lovely-cupcakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/5598700574286927206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/5598700574286927206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/02/look-at-my-lovely-cupcakes.html' title='Look at my lovely cupcakes'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S3CyPFY_inI/AAAAAAAAAb4/dYyTkWf0S5M/s72-c/100_2608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-627891146673412460</id><published>2010-02-08T18:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T18:16:36.486-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>Fanfiction should not have this much influence on my everday decisions...</title><content type='html'>So fanfiction influences me...a lot. From what I wear to what I drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Christmas I had to buy every girl in my life one of these lovely giant cupcake cookie jars:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S3CY-yjbg2I/AAAAAAAAAbo/k7DqFgo13NI/s1600-h/100_2605.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S3CY-yjbg2I/AAAAAAAAAbo/k7DqFgo13NI/s320/100_2605.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roommate bought me the little cupcake. Aren't they so cute? Can you guess which fanfiction caused my cupcake obsession? I just bought some panties that have cupcakes all over them. And I bought this whole bath set with cupcake scented body wash and cupcake shaped soap. All because of &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5143291/1/Clipped_Wings_and_Inked_Armor"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; sexy tattooed man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was at work and I open the freezer to find a lovely cup of vanilla ice cream and I can't help but think of &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5368782/1/Master_of_the_Universe"&gt;Master of the Universe&lt;/a&gt;. Mmmmm. What&amp;nbsp;a sexy and delicious story. (Oh and the ice cream didn't belong to anyone, by the way. Our boss orders ice cream from Schwan's once a month for us to eat.) Oh and&amp;nbsp;Saturday night at dinner I wanted to order white wine (I've never&amp;nbsp;had it. I'm more of a tequila girl.) just because of this story. I couldn't help but think of burning green eyes and a certain brunette's belly button. It just made me smile thinking of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of the white wine, I ordered a flirtini. Why? Read &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5390119/1/The_University_of_Edward_Masen"&gt;this&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;fuckhawt story to find out. OH Edward Cullen in a bowtie AND glasses. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so fun to have these secret moments that only fanfic fans would understand. I can't tell you how many times everyday mundane items have brought a tingle to my....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my fellow pervs! I love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-627891146673412460?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/627891146673412460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/02/fanfiction-should-not-have-this-much.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/627891146673412460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/627891146673412460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/02/fanfiction-should-not-have-this-much.html' title='Fanfiction should not have this much influence on my everday decisions...'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S3CY-yjbg2I/AAAAAAAAAbo/k7DqFgo13NI/s72-c/100_2605.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-4316140970081173895</id><published>2010-01-28T20:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T07:41:11.730-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A little insight into me...'/><title type='text'>Ins and Outs</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;Stouffer's Flatbread Philly Cheese Steak melts&lt;br /&gt;-Yoplait's strawberry flavored yogurt&lt;br /&gt;-Lady Gaga's Bad Romance. How friggin' hot is she? Divine.&lt;br /&gt;-Being responsible and paying my bills&lt;br /&gt;-Fanfiction. Period. (Newest fixes?&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5390119/1/The_University_of_Edward_Masen"&gt; University of Edward Masen&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5368782/1/Master_of_the_Universe"&gt;Master of the Universe&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;-P. Fach. coming to Atlanta Twicon. And the awesome anticipation of March 5-7&lt;br /&gt;-My excited-ness (a word?) for the month of March - Twicon, Remember Me, Alice in Wonderland, The Runaways&lt;br /&gt;-The return of the Vampire Diaries. Damon is hawtness.&lt;br /&gt;-RPattz dreams&lt;br /&gt;-As always, my blog. My love. My therapy. My happy place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Becoming a fat ass because of Stouffer's Flatbread Philly Cheese Steak melts&lt;br /&gt;-Fucking BLACK EYED PEAS. "Boom Boom Pow" and "I Got A Feeling" should be used as a means of torture. Much more effective than physical violence.&lt;br /&gt;-3rd shift at my job&lt;br /&gt;-Car drama. I love you Scarlet. Why do you betray me? That check engine light is the bain of my existance.&lt;br /&gt;-Not being able to shop because of my new found responsible-ness (again, a word?)&lt;br /&gt;-Not being able to help my parents out more financially&lt;br /&gt;-Not having time for anything but sleep and work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out my lovelies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-4316140970081173895?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4316140970081173895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/01/ins-and-outs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/4316140970081173895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/4316140970081173895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/01/ins-and-outs.html' title='Ins and Outs'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-5364275729090959898</id><published>2010-01-28T20:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T07:43:36.240-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A little insight into me...'/><title type='text'>Bitch fest number...oh, I've lost count</title><content type='html'>You ever know someone who talks constantly just to avoid what they consider "awkward silence"? Silence is not awkward to me. It is blissful, especially when faced with interacting with certain people. I like to stick with that old adage that some dead guy came up with. You know the whole "Better to be silent and thought an idiot than to open your mouth and prove them right." Or some such shit. Whatever. You get my drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people feel the need to chat incessantly about themselves? What is it about people that makes them afraid to just sit and exist? Needless to say, I am currenty spending 8 hours a night with such a person. She prattles on about her inconsequential life ad nauseum. I politely nod, all the while resisting the urge to grab something sharp, anything sharp, and jab it repeatedly into my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rude, you say? Me? Never. It would be different if an actual conversation was occurring. But, no. I am talked AT. Whenever I try to add a footnote about myself, I am talked over. I find that unbearably rude and it only serves to make me care even less about what she has to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, mind you, I am working night shift, which is a very slow shift at my job. So there is VERY little to do. And&amp;nbsp; it is just her and myself sitting in a small room for 8 hours. And now that they have banned us from reading while on our shifts (which I have a sneaking suspicion was all her doing - that's a whole 'nother story), there really is shit else to do but listen to the radio. So I guess that's why she feels she must ramble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my mom (the saint-or sadist that she is) insists taht I should be kind. "Maybe she has no one else to talk to in her life," she conjectures.&amp;nbsp; I am BEYOND sick of being people's therapist. Maybe I like studying psychology in theory, but application is not to my taste. I always preferred learning about Freud's whacked out&amp;nbsp;theories to his idea of client-centered therapy anyway. And I've gotten off track. Mainly because as I am writing thism she is repeatedly saying "I'm bored." and she proceeds to get up and run the vaccuum while I am clearly putting full concentration into something that isn't her. I guess what bothers me most is that I am ALWAYS respectful of other people. I respect the fact that she wants to prattle on about her life for the entire 8 hours. Why can't she respect that some days I want to sit here quietly and write a blog, or doodle, or just BE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and just to be petty: Her fondness for country music causes my gag reflex to work double time. For reals. I'm dry heaving now just thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I leave you all with a request: Please pray that I don't have to work this shift next month. Or if you are an atheist, send me good vibes at least. Oh and if you&amp;nbsp;ARE an atheist, check out &lt;a href="http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/for-my-atheist-friends.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; post. It might change your mind. If you have a libido.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-5364275729090959898?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5364275729090959898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/01/bitch-fest-numberoh-ive-lost-count.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/5364275729090959898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/5364275729090959898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/01/bitch-fest-numberoh-ive-lost-count.html' title='Bitch fest number...oh, I&apos;ve lost count'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-6908478622720194652</id><published>2010-01-28T19:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T19:40:21.522-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>Another RPattz dream</title><content type='html'>A few nights ago I had another Holy Grail of dreams. That's right Mr. Pattz made an appearance. And for once he was his fine self in my dream. Not some weird pre-pubescent, doesn't look anything like sex RPattz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was at the Eclipse premiere with my fam and RPattz was walking into the theatre with me. He was all tall and lanky and scruffy (no mountain man beard, unfortunately). He had his arm firmly around my waist and he walked me to my seat, but he sat on the other side of the theatre. Bummer. After he leaves me, I run to my mom and squeal about Pattz putting his arm around me. She is happy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I sit down next to my brother and the movie starts. I even saw the whole opening credits in my dream. The Eclipse logo with an eclipsed moon behind it. It was pretty vivid. Even in my dream I knew it was too early for Eclipse to be out and I kept thinking "how am I seeing this?" Well the movie begins and my brother keeps saying "No. No. No. That's not how it happens in the book." Mind you, my brother has never read any of the Twilight books. I pinch him hard because he won't shut up. Well, this big bald guy sitting next to me is frustrated because Matt won't shut up, so he pinches me. Hard. Then he grabs me by my neck and is holding me down.&amp;nbsp;I start yelling "Dad! Dad! Help! This guy is hurting me. I'm in the back row."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird, huh? RPattz merely made a cameo, but it was his best yet. I could still feel his arm around my waist when I woke up. le sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-6908478622720194652?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6908478622720194652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/01/another-rpattz-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/6908478622720194652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/6908478622720194652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/01/another-rpattz-dream.html' title='Another RPattz dream'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-1390336033159359150</id><published>2010-01-06T18:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T22:44:09.420-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A little insight into me...'/><title type='text'>The best of 2009...really, really late</title><content type='html'>So, I suck. But, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;My best of 2009:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Twilight (Although this obsession technically started in 2008, I have been obsessed for the entirety of 2009, so it counts. Hey - my blog, my rules.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/the-cullen-clan/twilight.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ps="true" src="http://www.freewebs.com/the-cullen-clan/twilight.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hello, did anyone think this wouldn't be on my list? I'm gonna do this Sophia style: Picture it: November 2008, I see a commercial for this little vampire movie, and I think "That might be interesting to see." I visit my local theatre expecting mediocrity, and am completely blown away. Life changed. Period. I don't know what else to say about this that I haven't already said. This series has completely enriched my life and helped me rediscover my passion for reading after a HUGE hiatus while I was in college. Thank you Stephenie. You have no idea how much these books have meant and continue to mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My hunk of burning love, Mr. Robert Pattinson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S0UXXLeLi7I/AAAAAAAAAbA/1ivy-Z90NH0/s1600-h/hand+in+shirt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S0UXXLeLi7I/AAAAAAAAAbA/1ivy-Z90NH0/s320/hand+in+shirt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another thing to thank Stephenie for. And Catherine. I'm not sure I would have ever discovered this beautiful, endearing, intelligent, delicious, talented man without the brilliance of Stephenie and Catherine. Again, I won't get lengthy here because clearly I talk about him A LOT on this blog, so you all know why I love the man. His talent continually blows me away. He is so much more than Edward Cullen. I have discovered an amazing band I would probably have never given a chance if it weren't for him (you'll hear about them later in the list). I also discovered Tim Brantley at a concert for his amazing friend Bobby. I have gone to awesome concerts for the Brit pack. I have spent countless hours drooling. I have spent way too much time reading filthy fanfiction I probably wouldn't have read if he hadn't of piqued my interest by talking about us dirty girls in an interview. I love you Rob. Have my baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. These beautiful boys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sheenabarnett.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/kings-of-leon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ps="true" src="http://sheenabarnett.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/kings-of-leon.jpg" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thud. I absolutely love these guys and I would never have given them a chance if not for Mr. Pattz. Of course I love Only By the Night, but my favorite album is Aha Shake Heartbreak. Four Kicks awakens my soul. And Milk? AMAZING. This band has consumed the last 3 months of my life. And only about 2 weeks ago did I discover what they looked like. Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. This blog.&lt;br /&gt;This is been one of the best things of my year. It is so cathardic here. I can be a total obsessive nut and it's cool. I have discovered that I am not psycho thanks to the lovely blogosphere. And I love my followers. Thank you all so much for reading my nonsense. It makes me feel like someone might actually care what I have to say. I love you all so much! Special thanks to Honolulu Girl, one of my first followers and a faithful commenter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My new red hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S0UZFNLqP6I/AAAAAAAAAbI/QL3fIeXKkGY/s1600-h/100_2513.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S0UZFNLqP6I/AAAAAAAAAbI/QL3fIeXKkGY/s320/100_2513.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pure awesomeness. I have gotten so many compliments on this color that it makes me wonder how bad I looked as a blonde? Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Living with the bestie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S0UZujtKDyI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/92OTJXb7GDE/s1600-h/100_2484.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S0UZujtKDyI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/92OTJXb7GDE/s320/100_2484.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have gotten to do so many awesome things living in Atlanta with Sarah. We have helped each other live a little fuller life. We are both kind of reserved and I think living together, we have forced each other to do things maybe we wouldn't have done otherwise. Awesome concerts, countless dinners, a few drunken nights (mostly me), amazing Halloween, tons of Twilight conversations/arguments, movie marathons, and fight and run (again, mostly me) matches. I love her. And I can't wait for March's Twilight/Rob madness! Thanks for sharing the madness with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. New York&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S0Uanu9HZ8I/AAAAAAAAAbY/Dcm5lJSEuQc/s1600-h/100_1631.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S0Uanu9HZ8I/AAAAAAAAAbY/Dcm5lJSEuQc/s320/100_1631.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have dreamed for so long of going here and I finally made it. And it really cemented in my mind that I can do anything that I dream of. I felt so empowered making this first big trip without having my parents help me along. It was so spontaneous and wonderful. There were a few bumps getting there, but I made it. And I got to go with Sarah, which made it all the more special. We will never forget this trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. No Doubt/Paramore concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S0UbV3psWpI/AAAAAAAAAbg/76txMKwp1co/s1600-h/100_2187.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S0UbV3psWpI/AAAAAAAAAbg/76txMKwp1co/s320/100_2187.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Epic. I have loved No Doubt for 10 years and to finally hear the songs live that have meant so much to me was more than I could imagine. I will never forget hearing Gwen scream those epic words "Don't tell me cuz it hurts!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Quentin Tarantino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://application.denofgeek.com/images/m/BADASS/GALS/002_Beatrix_Kiddo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ps="true" src="http://application.denofgeek.com/images/m/BADASS/GALS/002_Beatrix_Kiddo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I really developed a true appreciation for Q this year. His directing is pure WIN. I love all of his movies and can't talk enough about his genius. My favorites? Kill Bill: Volume 1/2, Inglourious Basterds, and of course, Pulp Fiction. If I could play one character from a movie, it would be Beatrix Kiddo. Most bad ass woman ever. And every Halloween I say I am going to dress up as Gogo Ubari. It never happens though. Maybe next year. His movies always surprise me and inspire me. Can't wait for what he has planned next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started this post sort of grumpily. Today hasn't been the best, but in writing it, I realize I have so much to be thankful for. If I was reading this post on someone else's blog, I'd be kinda envious. This year was kind of amazing for me. Here's to hoping 2010 will be as bad ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all! &lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-1390336033159359150?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1390336033159359150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/01/best-of-2009really-really-late.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/1390336033159359150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/1390336033159359150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2010/01/best-of-2009really-really-late.html' title='The best of 2009...really, really late'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/S0UXXLeLi7I/AAAAAAAAAbA/1ivy-Z90NH0/s72-c/hand+in+shirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-4821213845385734766</id><published>2009-12-20T03:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T03:03:09.056-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A little insight into me...'/><title type='text'>Like so many others before me...</title><content type='html'>I have decided to do the 9 best things of 2009. This post WILL come before the first of the year. Otherwise it would just be pointless, right? Coming soon, I will tell you the 9 most awesome things of 2009. This post serves no purpose other than to pressure me to actually write that post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-4821213845385734766?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4821213845385734766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/12/like-so-many-others-before-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/4821213845385734766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/4821213845385734766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/12/like-so-many-others-before-me.html' title='Like so many others before me...'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-7153981829244310516</id><published>2009-12-14T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T22:17:28.130-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>More thoughts on New Moon</title><content type='html'>As much as I love New Moon (and according to previous blog post, I soooo loved it) something about it has been bothering me. I can't understand why I'm not AS fanatical about this movie as I was about Twilight. Something about my feelings toward this movie are a bit off... I've been racking my brain trying to understand why. I've seen the movie 3 times now and each time I come out wondering what is missing. And by george...I think I've figured it out. I was reading a review in the paper the other day and I came across this quote: "This teen soap is lighter and goofier than the first movie." The paper also gave the movie a C, which I totes disagree with, but I think that quote hit the nail on the head - this movie was lighter and goofier than Twilight. And that's the problem. New Moon was such a heavier book than Twilight, but the movie didn't reflect that. There were too many lol moments for my taste. I mean, yes, I love Mike Newton's humor and Eric crying at R&amp;amp;J, but the hard parts of the movie weren't hard enough for me. Maybe if these moments were as tough to see as they were to read, there may have been a bit more balance in the movie. I dunno. Just my two cents...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-7153981829244310516?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7153981829244310516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/12/more-thoughts-on-new-moon.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7153981829244310516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7153981829244310516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/12/more-thoughts-on-new-moon.html' title='More thoughts on New Moon'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-1282435489751494530</id><published>2009-12-14T22:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T22:05:43.753-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A little insight into me...'/><title type='text'>It would be nice...</title><content type='html'>To be able to feel whatever the fuck I wanna feel without having someone throw how much worse their life is than mine in my face. Yea. No wonder I feel like my emotions aren't legitimate. Every time I express them, someone makes me feel like I have no right to them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-1282435489751494530?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1282435489751494530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-would-be-nice.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/1282435489751494530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/1282435489751494530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-would-be-nice.html' title='It would be nice...'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-6707329144760130875</id><published>2009-12-02T20:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T22:45:49.942-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s sexy time'/><title type='text'>An honorary It's Sexy Time!!</title><content type='html'>So, we all know that since RL intervened I had to let my beloved It's Sexy Time Wednesdays fall to the wayside. R.I.P.&amp;nbsp;But what with all the major Rob hotness lately (everyday), I can't ignore him any longer. I can't tell you how guilty I feel that I don't honor his sexiness once&amp;nbsp;a week like I used to. I mean, I privately honor his sex everyday. Wait...that sounds perverted. ;) Anywho, could it get anymore WIN than this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SxcZfVO_1hI/AAAAAAAAAaw/gph6MLcJ0X8/s1600-h/ungh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SxcZfVO_1hI/AAAAAAAAAaw/gph6MLcJ0X8/s640/ungh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Or this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SxcZybbYgdI/AAAAAAAAAa4/F0IY8q8ENB0/s1600-h/oh+my+heart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SxcZybbYgdI/AAAAAAAAAa4/F0IY8q8ENB0/s640/oh+my+heart.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob, I miss you. See you tonight, babe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy more sex over at &lt;a href="http://www.robsessedpattinson.com/"&gt;ROBsessed&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-6707329144760130875?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6707329144760130875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/12/honorary-its-sexy-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/6707329144760130875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/6707329144760130875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/12/honorary-its-sexy-time.html' title='An honorary It&apos;s Sexy Time!!'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SxcZfVO_1hI/AAAAAAAAAaw/gph6MLcJ0X8/s72-c/ungh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-4580088187807570321</id><published>2009-11-24T20:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T21:00:25.608-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>Here it is my friends</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna keep it short and sweet. I would be willing to best most of you have already seen the movie and if you haven't...go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I gotta start by saying I'm tired of all the hatin' on Twilight. New Moon was phenomenal. Fantastic. Freakin' genius. But, so was Twilight. Now everybody is beating up Catherine Hardwicke and the first flick and it's pissing me off. The first movie started it all for me. If it weren't for Twilight, I never would have read the books and discovered the series. I saw Twilight in theatres 6 times. And loved it more every time. I think Catherine did an amazing job and I really don't understand why everyone hates it so much. We all watch it ad nauseum on DVD, don't we? Stop the hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that being said, I don't think that New Moon was soooo much better than Twilight. I'm not even sure they are equally as good. Don't get me wrong, I LOVED New Moon, but I have a special place for Twilight in my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big thoughts on the movie:&lt;br /&gt;-HATED the contacts the vamps wore. And the makeup. Their eyes looked irritated and they were too pasty in this film. They looked too obviously vampire. The subtlety of the makeup in Twilight was where it's at. The vamps are supposed to be otherworldly, but not overtly unnatural looking. Oh, and I hated Jasper's wig. And the weird look he gives Bella at the beginning of the movie when he uses his mind control action. Constipation much?&lt;br /&gt;-The scene where Edward and Bella kiss (when she does the weird eyebrow raise thing? Loves you Kristen) is hotness times 10. &lt;br /&gt;-The Volturi/reunion scene=full on WIN (I was bugged by the fight, tho. So didn't happen in the book -&amp;nbsp;I tried not to do this too much, but I couldn't help but be bugged by some of the innaccuracies. Esp. when Edward calls and Jake answers and says "He's planning a funeral." He was totes supposed to think it was Carlisle.)&lt;br /&gt;-Kristen Stewart is so amazing. I am in love.&lt;br /&gt;-The scene where Edward walks toward the screen in slow motion=drool.&lt;br /&gt;-Taylor Lautner blew me OUT of the freakin' water. I was so impressed. I never really took him seriously until now. How stupid I was.&lt;br /&gt;-How funny is Mike Newton?&lt;br /&gt;-I loved Edward quoting Romeo and Juliet. thud.&lt;br /&gt;-And the whole "Can you forgive me?" stuff. Crikey.&lt;br /&gt;-Dramatic ending: "Marry me, Bella." OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line: Fuckin' great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have a hard time saying I liked New Moon better than Twilight cuz when I saw Twilight I knew nothing of the series and it really opened me up to a whole new world. And I am so grateful for that. I would give anything to be able to go back to that time. As my roommate put it (about the scene when Edward discovers Bella is "dead" and crushes his cell phone in distress): "What about the people who hadn't read New Moon? Can you imagine seeing that for the first time?" Can you imagine indeed? And what about the ending? If you haven't read the series at this point, you gotta be scrambling to see what happens in Eclipse, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Moon count: Twice. Plans for the mom and me on Friday. I am so gonna break the Twi record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kiss me."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-4580088187807570321?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4580088187807570321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/here-it-is-my-friends.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/4580088187807570321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/4580088187807570321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/here-it-is-my-friends.html' title='Here it is my friends'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-2588776546376098586</id><published>2009-11-21T18:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T18:07:25.771-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reasons I love Rob Pattinson'/><title type='text'>I know what you're expecting...</title><content type='html'>But, I'm not gonna give it...yet. My New Moon post is coming. I don't have the energy needed to write that post yet. So until then, enjoy the sex:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k8Vg3fqIWGs&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k8Vg3fqIWGs&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-2588776546376098586?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2588776546376098586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-know-what-youre-expecting.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2588776546376098586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2588776546376098586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-know-what-youre-expecting.html' title='I know what you&apos;re expecting...'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-1765569202080683795</id><published>2009-11-18T15:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T15:13:34.648-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>Mass hyperventilation...</title><content type='html'>is going to happen tomorrow night at midnight. Why? Like you didn't know. How many ladies are seeing the New Moon premiere at midnight? I'd be willing to bet most everyone who reads this blog. (*waves at her most fave people in the world* shout out to spellbound and my homie Honolulu girl - the faithful commenter she is) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have pretty much tried to avoid as many spoilers as possible. Early on, I watched a few New Moon trailers, but when my fave sites started posting EVERY detail of EVERY scene of the effing movie, I tuned out. I don't wanna see the damn thing before I SEE the damn thing. You know what I mean. Anywho, I cant wait. It feels like just yesterday that I was a normal girl who knew nothing of this "vampire book." And now I'm crazed. It felt like New Moon would never come. Alas, it has. I cherish my crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sooo excited to see Twilight before New Moon too. Some asshole idiot dude on the radio was talking about how stupid it was for us fans to pay "10 bucks to see a movie in theatres that you could easily watch in the comfort of your own home." Okay, douchebag A) I only paid 5 bucks to see Twilight in theatres :) B) Everyone knows watching a movie at the theatre is totes different than watching at home. It's an experience. And C) Are you fucking crazy calling Twilight fans stupid? We'll cut a bitch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait til tomorrow. It will be number 6 in theatres for Twilight. I totes plan to break my record by seeing New Moon at LEAST twice as much. I already have plans to see it with my roommate, my mom, and my friend. And, I will see it many times by myself - which is how I prefer to see a movie anyway. No distractions. Yeah, I'm a freak. And I wouldn't have it any other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Are you reading &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5180793/1/Emancipation_Proclamation"&gt;Emancipation Proclamation&lt;/a&gt;? No? Go read it now. Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-1765569202080683795?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1765569202080683795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/mass-hyperventilation.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/1765569202080683795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/1765569202080683795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/mass-hyperventilation.html' title='Mass hyperventilation...'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-2938346130350119844</id><published>2009-11-12T17:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T22:43:36.010-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrity adoration'/><title type='text'>British Invasion...part II</title><content type='html'>Hello again, kids. And it continues....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 10th. It's pouring down rain. I just find out&amp;nbsp;my dog had to be put to sleep because he had a stroke. He was 15. I had had him since I was 8. Depressing times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP Jacky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the day's not going so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get ready and leave kinda early this time. The show started at 8. We left at 7. We park and it's still POURING. And FML, I've left my umbrella in my car. So we have one umbrella for two people. Sarah's in heels. I'm in chucks. Mismatched steps. Mismatched heights. Wind blowing. Not a good combo. We have to walk a block and my entire right side is SOAKED when we get there. I swear we were the only ones who got wet. And were above the age of 15. Everyone was there for this Justin Nozuka guy. Whoever that is. Apparently, he's the next big thing for the acne prone set. I guess they all got daddy to pay the 15 fucking dollars for the covered parking garage. We're skint as the Brits say, we paid three dollars and walked. Yeah, we suffered. Ish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The act before Sam was sweet. I think they were called Elizabeth and the Catapults. She was like&amp;nbsp;a mix between Norah Jones, Fiona Apple, and Sara Bareilles. She looked like Sara, had Fiona-ish lyrics, and sounded like Norah. Pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam was next and he was amazing. I only recognized one song. I'm a bad fan, but it was great nonetheless. He said he would be at his table after his performance and encouraged us to come say hi. Didn't have to tell us twice. We left right after his performance and waited on him in the lobby. We saw his guitar players walk by first. And they were super hot too and had really tight pants. I'm liking this trend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he appeared. And this drunk guy who was apparently in love with him started yelling at him "It's fucking SAM BRADLEY!!!" It was awkward. And then this other guy (back off dudes) went up to him and he was pretty drunk too. He was semi-heckling him during his performance, which brought out the bodyguard in me. I kinda wanted to punch this drunk asstard "John." He told Sam that he covered "Too Far Gone" well. COVERED. Get a grip. This guy knows nothing. a) Sam wrote the shit. b) How do you know about Rob's version? Your girlfriend? Sure... c) Why are you still standing here? He then tells Sam that the next time he comes to Atlanta that Sam should come see HIM. What the fuck? Yeah. Fucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it's our turn. Sarah goes up and gets a pic. And I ask him why he didn't sing SoHo Whores. I tell him it's my fave. He kinda laughs and mumbles something. Then I tell him we love him and that we walked in the rain to see him. (I had to milk it. Hey, we did walk from our car!) I tell him I don't want to get him wet and he says "It's okay." He already had me wet. *wink* I'm a slut. I thanked him for coming to Atlanta and I say "Come see Atlanta again." How retarded could I sound? And towards the end I gradually start walking away feeling all awkward and I think he was still trying to talk to me. But, I waved this retarded goodbye and kinda bolt. My boldness had worn off. I just feel like such an asshole going up to someone and saying "I really like your music." No shit. Why the fuck else would I be there? Anyway, I'm getting better at it. I'm such a groupie. Soon I will be fucking them. *rubs hand together* Srsly, tho. How do people become groupies? You gotta have balls man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Exhibit A:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SvyQU0xXf0I/AAAAAAAAAag/d7tr6r4REQM/s1600-h/100_2546.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SvyQU0xXf0I/AAAAAAAAAag/d7tr6r4REQM/s320/100_2546.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SvyQPTpOt0I/AAAAAAAAAaY/Gmy8xKoKb8A/s1600-h/100_2544.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SvyQPTpOt0I/AAAAAAAAAaY/Gmy8xKoKb8A/s400/100_2544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And jackpot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SvyQ4FH3ovI/AAAAAAAAAao/0hmztPmg6c4/s1600-h/100_2551.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SvyQ4FH3ovI/AAAAAAAAAao/0hmztPmg6c4/s400/100_2551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money. Life is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, Rob knows this guy. Yeah. And he's probably touched him. No bigs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-2938346130350119844?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2938346130350119844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/british-invastionpart-ii.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2938346130350119844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2938346130350119844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/british-invastionpart-ii.html' title='British Invasion...part II'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SvyQU0xXf0I/AAAAAAAAAag/d7tr6r4REQM/s72-c/100_2546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-7579821378961679399</id><published>2009-11-12T17:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T17:35:51.242-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrity adoration'/><title type='text'>British Invasion</title><content type='html'>So I know I've been away a while, but there is justification. I've been working. A LOT. And then there was that whole dark day that I won't talk about on this blog. (My Rob lovers know what I'm talkin' about. le sigh) And then there's this whole British invasion happening in my life. Yes, my friends the year is 1965....not really. But, it is kinda like the second coming (hehe) of the Brits. I got to go see #2 and #11 on my list. (Those are not completely random numbers. They were deliberately and meticulously picked out for these men.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 5th I went to see Mr. Bobby LONGGGG in concert. There's this whole story. And of course you get to hear it. Ok, so....we left the apartment a little later than I wanted to (I leave WAY early for stuff) and we got there and didn't have to pay for parking and we found a spot right in front of the club. Way to go being a procastinator Sarah! We get in, head to the bar and I start looking for a place to sit because I'm in heels and I didn't really wanna stand. But, there was no place, so I picked this railing to lean up against that was off to the side of the stage. We're standing there watching this guy Corey Crowder, who was good - just not my style, when Sarah looks at me and starts telling me something through clenched teeth. She has this sort of panicked look on her face and I couldn't understand her. I finally lean over and she whispers to me (BOBBY IS RIGHT BEHIND YOU). I froze. "NO WAY. No he's not." I said. I couldn't turn around. He was leaning up against the wall watching the other guy perfrom. She kept telling me he was there, but I was too afraid to look. Sarah wanted to take a picture with him, but I was paralyzed. Then these girls went up to him and asked for a picture and he vanished (cuz he's classy - I assume - and didn't want to take away from the other guy's performance). After he was gone, Sarah showed me where he was standing. I SWEAR, if I had taken just one step back, I woulda been all up in his muffin. I started freaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, he performed. He was awesome and cute and I knew all of the songs he sang this time. It turns out that where we were standing was kismet. Bobby's table of goodies was set up right in front of us and I was determined to ask this nice lady selling his stuff if she could get us the "in" to meet him. Meanwhile (while I was scheming) Bobby talked about liking America's fine dining restaurants (Waffle House) and our aquarium here in GA. He went last time and was going again the next day. Oh, and I gotta mention the pants. They were sooooo tight. Like, you could see the outline of his muffin tight. Sex. Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, we stood around waiting to see what was gonna go down and I was working up the nerve to ask T-shirt lady the big question when I hear this guy ask, "Is Bobby gonna come out and mingle?" She says "I don't want to tell you yes and he doesn't and you get mad, but it's unusual for him not to come talk to his fans." She tells him to hang on and asks this other girl. (The whole convo between them was whispered, but I could hear it cuz I was RIGHT next to them. I had to tell Sarah all of this was happening.) The girl tells her that Bobby said no, he was afraid that it would cause a scene. So, I get uber disappointed, but I wasn't about to give up. It just made me determined to get that girl to let me meet him. Next thing I know, though, Sarah spots him in the lobby. And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I freeze. Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I work up the balls when I see a little line forming. We were third in line and Sarah shakes his hand and takes a picture. I go over and shake his hand and he says...get this..."Hi. I'm Bobby Long." UNGH. I shake his hand and he puts his arm around me to take the pic. Melt. And I thank him for coming out and he says "Cheers." FUCKING CHEERS!!! I almost lost it then. But we cooly and calmly walk to the car. We get in and proceed to scream our effing lungs out. You woulda thought we were 14 and just met Nick Carter. It was crazy amazing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And here's the evidence folks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SvyIT6jKY3I/AAAAAAAAAaI/t0GXp0SY6e4/s1600-h/100_2524.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SvyIT6jKY3I/AAAAAAAAAaI/t0GXp0SY6e4/s400/100_2524.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gYhYfek9E-k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gYhYfek9E-k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part two? Coming up....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-7579821378961679399?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7579821378961679399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/british-invasion.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7579821378961679399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7579821378961679399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/british-invasion.html' title='British Invasion'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SvyIT6jKY3I/AAAAAAAAAaI/t0GXp0SY6e4/s72-c/100_2524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-411585144745842950</id><published>2009-11-04T22:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T22:46:04.531-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>So a year ago, I discovered something...</title><content type='html'>wonderful! I can't believe it has been a year since I read Twilight. I am going to do this whole long, boring post about how I found out about it, what it means to me, yada, yada, yada. I'm saving that for another day. I'm sure you all can't wait. I feel like I owe it to the universe to shout out a thanks for sending this big ball of awesome my way. But, that post can wait. For now, I'm going to give you another New Moon quote. Because I can. And it is but a tiny look at why Twilight means so much to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I didn't want to fight anymore. And it wasn't the light-headedness, or the cold, or the failure of my arms as the muscles gave out in exhaustion, that made me conent to stay where I was. I was almost happy that it was over. this was an easier death than others I'd faced. Oddly peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I thought briefly of the cliches, about how you were suppose to see your life flash before you eyes. I was so much luckier. Who wanted to see a rerun, anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I saw &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;, and I had no will to fight. It was so clear, so much more defined than any memory. My subconscious had stored Edward away in flawless detail, saving him for this final moment. I could see his perfect face as if he were really there; the exact shade of his icy skin, the shape of his lips, the line of his jaw, the gold glinting in his furious eyes. He was angry, naturally, that I was giving up. His teeth were clenched and his nostrils flared with rage.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; 'No! Bella, no!'&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My eyes were flooded wit the freezing water, but his voice was clearer than ever. I ignored his words and concentrated on the sound of his voice. Why would I fight when I was so happy where I was? Even as my lungs burned for more air and my legs cramped in the icy cold, I was content. I'd forgotten what real happiness felt like.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Happiness. It made the whole dying thing pretty bearable."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot try and really explain or justify why this hits so close to home for me. It will always come out as trite or overly dramatic. But, a few years ago I could have plunged myself off of that cliff in La Push and it would have felt like a relief. Anything would have been better than the pain. But I lived. And so does Bella. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why I get so defensive when people call her weak. Because who hasn't been? What she makes of herself in the end is what makes her so strong. That she pulls herself through it. Her need and love for Edward, and his for her is NOT a weakness. To love and trust someone the way she does is a strength. To be able to trust your heart so fully with someone takes a LOT of courage. At least for me it does. I think that is ultimately why New Moon is my favorite book in the series. I relate to it so much. Stephenie writes the words as if she has experienced that kind of pain and loss herself, although she says that she never has. Girl can write it like she's lived it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thu. Expect another delightfully Twilosophical post when my one year annivesary of the Twi-love hits. (Not until late November...I don't have an EXACT date that I started the books. &lt;strong&gt;That &lt;/strong&gt;would make me a freak. sheesh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening folks! Feel free to tell me why Twilight means so much to you. I'd love to hear it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-411585144745842950?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/411585144745842950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-year-ago-i-discovered-something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/411585144745842950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/411585144745842950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-year-ago-i-discovered-something.html' title='So a year ago, I discovered something...'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-7970711704696552417</id><published>2009-11-04T17:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T17:38:21.743-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A little insight into me...'/><title type='text'>This is my little brother...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bprf6ypzz7c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bprf6ypzz7c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I can't make this shit up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him regardless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-7970711704696552417?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7970711704696552417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-my-little-brother.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7970711704696552417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7970711704696552417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-my-little-brother.html' title='This is my little brother...'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-1193362248325304486</id><published>2009-11-04T16:58:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T22:13:32.727-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A little insight into me...'/><title type='text'>The last 14 days of my life...and Rob's (of course)</title><content type='html'>I have missed my blog so much!! It's been too long. So Imma give you the run-down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts on VD last week:&lt;br /&gt;-It's sort of bittersweet that ugly girl is dead. Now we may never see Elena's little bro get it on. And who will Damon's little play thing be next? Perhaps Elena...How sweet would that be??&lt;br /&gt;-Shut up with the whole crooked faced girl witch storyline. NO ONE cares.&lt;br /&gt;-You know this show is good when my mom (who never really watches) calls me and yells "Who killed Vicki???"&lt;br /&gt;-It "gives me the sads" when Elena's bro (is it Jeremy?) says "Why does everyone around me die?" And how awesome is Damon for erasing the memory? Stefan is such a play-by-the rules puss. I think it's pretty obvs this is gonna be Damon's way into Elena's heart. Watch out Stefan...sadly enough the bad boys usually win.&lt;br /&gt;-Sad times: I can't watch this week. I am going somewhere. Happy times: That somewhere is Bobby Long. Again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where am I in New Moon?&lt;br /&gt;-No, I still haven't finished. I have a distraction, which I'll get to later.&lt;br /&gt;-Bells just discovered Jake is a werewolf and she is hanging in La Push to avoid Victoria. &lt;br /&gt;-My current distraction? &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5180793/1/Emancipation_Proclamation"&gt;Emancipation Proclamation&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm not sure if it's okay to like this story...It is so bizarre. And fucked up. And when I told my roommate about it I realized how unbelievable and ridiculous it is. But, apparently I love ridic because I can't stop reading it. Mucho sexy times. &lt;br /&gt;-I have made&amp;nbsp;a rule for myself: After I finish the rest of the Twilight series, I am focusing on exclusively reading fanfic. I think if I read all of the infamous ones out there (ya know, the more well known, less shiteously written ones), I can purge this affliction from my system. (I really love it...shhhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Halloween:&lt;br /&gt;-Amazing. I was the Mad Hatter from Alice and Wonderland. And boy did I get d-runk. But I had a lot of fun! I never drink and it was nice to let loose and not be so friggin' conscious of me and what everyone else may or may not be thinking. Yeah, I'm one of those girls. I tend to think everyone is looking at me (narcissism) and judging me. I couldn't give a fuck when I'm drunk, which is nice. I&amp;nbsp;was everyone's friend Saturday night. I feel an alcoholic brewing... kidding.&lt;br /&gt;-My roommate was Mrs. Lovett from Sweeney Todd. Brills. &lt;br /&gt;-There were so many other female Mad Hatters, it was ridics. I took a pic with an Alice and a Queen of Hearts. That was pretty cool. Apparently, I completed the set.&lt;br /&gt;-There was ONE kick ass Tim Burton-authentic Mad Hatter there. He had the Johnny Depp fruity eyebrows and huge hat and he was just plain awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I think of these?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SvH3NVtP4VI/AAAAAAAAAZA/O-qLKwcmxrE/s1600-h/alexander+mcqueen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SvH3NVtP4VI/AAAAAAAAAZA/O-qLKwcmxrE/s640/alexander+mcqueen.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SvH3NVtP4VI/AAAAAAAAAZA/O-qLKwcmxrE/s1600-h/alexander+mcqueen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SvH6XKInfqI/AAAAAAAAAaA/kUGDXRiLo0c/s1600-h/belt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SvH6XKInfqI/AAAAAAAAAaA/kUGDXRiLo0c/s640/belt.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SvH3fwG3qDI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/xxULBRIYuTE/s1600-h/motorcyle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SvH3fwG3qDI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/xxULBRIYuTE/s640/motorcyle.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SvH3dRGbobI/AAAAAAAAAZw/eT54cxVzbrg/s1600-h/roses2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SvH3dRGbobI/AAAAAAAAAZw/eT54cxVzbrg/s640/roses2.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SvH3ZVWSPNI/AAAAAAAAAZo/cqMCa2r1ubk/s1600-h/kissing+hand.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SvH3ZVWSPNI/AAAAAAAAAZo/cqMCa2r1ubk/s640/kissing+hand.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SvH3TK3dHrI/AAAAAAAAAZY/mr0FlYvkDHo/s1600-h/bum.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SvH3TK3dHrI/AAAAAAAAAZY/mr0FlYvkDHo/s640/bum.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There is a barfy sensation mixed with a little bit of happy. They are THE world's cutest couple. Whether they are or not. And it's getting hard for even me to deny it. And I swore I would never comment on the Robsten/Nonsten-ness. You'll never hear it again. I just think they look really happy. And they both deserve to be...so how can we hate on 'em? P.S. I WANT that Alexander McQueen dress. Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks &lt;a href="http://www.robsessedpattinson.com/"&gt;ROBsessed&lt;/a&gt;. You are my dealer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-1193362248325304486?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1193362248325304486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-14-days-of-my-lifeand-robs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/1193362248325304486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/1193362248325304486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-14-days-of-my-lifeand-robs.html' title='The last 14 days of my life...and Rob&apos;s (of course)'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SvH3NVtP4VI/AAAAAAAAAZA/O-qLKwcmxrE/s72-c/alexander+mcqueen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-7174241074819300703</id><published>2009-10-20T22:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T22:45:47.823-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Stefan who?</title><content type='html'>So last week's episode of The Vampire Diaries was complete WIN! Best episode yet. And I am totally over Stefan. Yeah, he has fan-fucking-tastic abs, but even with them, he is still no where near as sexy as Damon. He is so fucking evil. And boy would I like to fuck evil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else love it when he snapped ugly girl's neck?? But how sad to find out she will live. The only good thing about this is that maybe there will be some hot vamp sex with Elena's brother. That sounds gross...maybe I should learn his name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Katherine was a super whore. I don't get why Damon and Stefan are still obsessed with her. Hello...she totally played you both and then pitted you against each other. Oh and that little thing she did to both of you...damned you to an eternity in Mystic Falls with boring cliche teenagers. Cuz I know if I were immortal I would be hanging out in a lame ass town in Virginia with the local town folk. Fuck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I loved:&lt;br /&gt;1. Snap! Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;2. The minimal role crooked face played in this episode.&lt;br /&gt;3. Newscaster guy dies. Bastard.&lt;br /&gt;4. Damon and ugly girl dancing around his house 80s music video style.&lt;br /&gt;5. Stefan's bad hair in the Civil War flashback. (To be honest, this might have pushed me over the edge to Team Damon-are people gonna start saying that? I hope not. I just annoyed myself with it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I hated:&lt;br /&gt;1. The fucking compass. Really?&lt;br /&gt;2. That Damon and Stefan are still totally puppy-dog over Katherine. And why the fuck do they think that hanging with Elena will ease the pain? For Damon, getting Elena is totes payback. I get it. But, why does Stefan give a fuck? It's not like Elena IS Katherine. She is just alarmingly similar in appearance...and in her annoying personality traits.&lt;br /&gt;3. How Elena is all pissed off at Stefan cuz of what Damon did. He can't control that shiz. Damon will not be tamed. &lt;br /&gt;4. The fact that Damon hasn't really gotten to properly show off HIS abs. Let's see 'em.&lt;br /&gt;5. The fact that I have to wait 'til Thursday for a new epi. This show has become my crack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-7174241074819300703?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7174241074819300703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/stefan-who.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7174241074819300703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7174241074819300703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/stefan-who.html' title='Stefan who?'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-3217835338673857232</id><published>2009-10-20T22:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T22:33:49.438-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reasons I love Rob Pattinson'/><title type='text'>For my atheist friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/St5ylYWZ6LI/AAAAAAAAAYw/miyWlwZVNSE/s1600-h/sex+on+a+bear+skin+rug.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/St5ylYWZ6LI/AAAAAAAAAYw/miyWlwZVNSE/s400/sex+on+a+bear+skin+rug.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo-yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still not a believer? What about this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/St5y0z7VdII/AAAAAAAAAY4/DvsTxWI8SWw/s1600-h/butt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/St5y0z7VdII/AAAAAAAAAY4/DvsTxWI8SWw/s400/butt.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;a href="http://www.robsessedpattinson.com/"&gt;Robsessed&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-3217835338673857232?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3217835338673857232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/for-my-atheist-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/3217835338673857232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/3217835338673857232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/for-my-atheist-friends.html' title='For my atheist friends...'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/St5ylYWZ6LI/AAAAAAAAAYw/miyWlwZVNSE/s72-c/sex+on+a+bear+skin+rug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-405163491682228132</id><published>2009-10-20T22:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T22:48:50.500-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>I'm a big baby...</title><content type='html'>So, I started crying at work the other day. Srsly crying. I never cry. And guess what it was that made me break down like a little baby? New Moon. I am such a puss. Thankfully my coworker was engaged in doing actual work and therefore didn't really notice the tears sliding down my face. I am lame. I knew Edward was gonna leave, but that didn't stop me from being super sad. I lit'rally (hehe) felt dread for what was to come and when Bella curled up onto the forest floor, I wanted to too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason number 7,849,344 why I love Stephenie Meyer: &lt;br /&gt;"October. November. December. January." Could should have captured the complete sense of desperation and sadness that Bella felt any better than in those four words? I think not, my friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me." Brills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*waves at new follower Needs Intervention* Don't we all??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-405163491682228132?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/405163491682228132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-big-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/405163491682228132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/405163491682228132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-big-baby.html' title='I&apos;m a big baby...'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-1841291425751441480</id><published>2009-10-16T01:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T01:16:03.319-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>Fanfiction and the epicness that is Twilight</title><content type='html'>So it's no secret that I love me some Twilight fanfiction. Mostly, I stick to the all human variety. I have yet to read a Twilight fic where any of the characters are actually vampires. I have only ever read one fic that stars Rob and I really didn't like it. It felt a little skeevy to be reading these explicit sex scenes about an actual person. But let's face it - when we are reading are Twi fics, we are totally picturing Rob. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEWAYS, I talk about fanfiction all the time. And I finally badgered my roomie into writing her own. She has never read or written any Twific, but she is a writer and has had forays into BSB fanfic. (Maybe I wasn't supposed to reveal that. Shhhh...) Don't judge, bitches, You know you read it back in the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the whole point of this fanfic ramble is that I am so excited that she has finally written a fic and she has graciously asked me to be her beta. ME!!! It's really cool to be in on the ground floor of a fic and she is actually going to let me help her come up with a name. And best believe as soon as I can convince her of her awesomeness, she will be posting it on Twilighted and I will totes be pimping it here. So look out for it. Oh, and here are some of my fave fanfics. PLEASE list some of your faves in the comments. I will heart you forever. I am always on the look-out for fresh Twi porn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5100876/1/The_Blessing_and_the_Curse"&gt;The Blessing and The Curse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://angstgoddess003.livejournal.com/699.html"&gt;Wide Awake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5143291/1/Clipped_Wings_and_Inked_Armor"&gt;Clipped Wings and Inked Armor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4871509/1/The_Office"&gt;The Office&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4918631/1/The_Dominant"&gt;The Dominant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4764216/1/The_Submissive"&gt;The Submissive&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fave fics are angsty. THE fanfic to read is Wide Awake. If you never read another fic, you must read this one. The Blessing and The Curse is def. my second fave. Anyone, if you can suggest any angsty fics, that would be great. I like my Edward fucked up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I finished reading Twilight...again. And each and every time I finish it, this wave of EPIC rolls over me. You can almost forget how amazing the book is until you read passages like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're wrong, you know," he said quietly.&lt;br /&gt;"What?" I gasped.&lt;br /&gt;"I can feel what you're feeling now - and you are worth it." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, how beautiful is that? Who hasn't felt unworthy at some point in their life? And it really breaks my heart to read that every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still manage to tear up at Bella's letter everytime:&lt;br /&gt;"I love you. I am so sorry. He has my mom and I have to try. I know it may not work. I am so very, very sorry. Don't be angry with Alice and Jasper. If I get away from them it will be a miracle. Tell them thank you for me. Alice especially, please. And please, please don't come after him. That's what he wants. I think. I can't bear it if anyone has to be hurt because of me, especially you. Please, this is the only thing I can ask you now. For me. I love you. Forgive me." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella's numbness and acceptance of her fate is chilling:&lt;br /&gt;"Alice and Jasper spent a long time looking at the departing flights board. I could hear them discussing the pros and cons of New York, Atlanta, Chicago. Places I'd never seen. And would never see."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephenie so easily paints a vivid and sad picture:&lt;br /&gt;"I couldn't help imagining Edward, where he would stand at the edge of the road when he found the end of my trail. I couldn't cry yet, I told myself. I still had a long way to go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forget how really sad and beautiful the story is until I read it again. It is so easy for all of us (myself included)&amp;nbsp;to poke fun at our favorite subject. There is so much cheese surrounding the movies and the stars, but when&amp;nbsp;I go back to the basics and just read the words, I remember why I fell in love with the story. I just felt like I should take the time to be serious for a minute and write about my true appreciation for the stories. With that being said...I am going to read New Moon. I only have 37 days to finish it before I get to see it in action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Don't think I didn't notice you new follower...cuz I did. Thanks Peggy W!! I love my followers. I send you a very sexually frustrated Edward. Stephenie Meyer just constantly cock blocks him. Think you can help him?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-1841291425751441480?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1841291425751441480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/fanfiction-and-epicness-that-is.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/1841291425751441480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/1841291425751441480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/fanfiction-and-epicness-that-is.html' title='Fanfiction and the epicness that is Twilight'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-3897648516278131605</id><published>2009-10-13T00:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T00:44:48.183-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrity adoration'/><title type='text'>Srsly, could Kristen Stewart be any fucking sexier?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://igossip.com/photos/small_glamourvanity_Twilight_53153_kristen_stewart_interview_magazine_wild.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" height="420" src="http://igossip.com/photos/small_glamourvanity_Twilight_53153_kristen_stewart_interview_magazine_wild.jpg" width="308" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://www.interviewmagazine.com/film/kristen-stewart-1/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read her cute ass interview.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-3897648516278131605?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3897648516278131605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/srsly-could-kristen-stewart-be-any.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/3897648516278131605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/3897648516278131605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/srsly-could-kristen-stewart-be-any.html' title='Srsly, could Kristen Stewart be any fucking sexier?'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-774402108765276112</id><published>2009-10-08T19:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T19:27:19.576-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>Why does the Death Cab for Cutie video make me puke-y?</title><content type='html'>I just watched the Meet Me At the Equinox video and I feel a little nauseous. This is a good thing. That is my excited feeling. When I feel like I might hurl a teensy bit, it means I am exctited for something. Weird, I know. I cannot believe how close New Moon is. I had better take a barf bag with me November 21. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what tonight is bitches. That's right! The Vampire Diaries! The show I love to hate. Oh, and don't think I missed last week's episode. I totally love the Twilight reference. I am just too lame to post lately. Actually, I never have time for my blog anymore and that pisses me off, my friends. I miss you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-774402108765276112?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/774402108765276112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-does-death-cab-for-cutie-video-make.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/774402108765276112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/774402108765276112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-does-death-cab-for-cutie-video-make.html' title='Why does the Death Cab for Cutie video make me puke-y?'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-6641090788621577250</id><published>2009-09-28T15:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T15:30:59.195-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrity adoration'/><title type='text'>Whenever I want you, all I have to do is...dream, dream, dream</title><content type='html'>It happened again. I dreamt of THE MAN. But it was slightly disappointing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Sarah and I are in some kind of classroom and our teacher is one of my bosses from IHOP. (bizarre-o) We are sitting at our desks cutting stuff out of construction paper and I look out into the hallway and I see Mr. Pattinson walking by talking to some girl, so Sarah and I go out into the hallway and she just stares at him, but I decide to go up to him. He is finishing his conversation with the girl and I feel my heart racing. I tell him I am such a big fan and I ask him for a hug. He says he doesn't touch people's upper bodies because they are germy (like Rob would ever care about germs), so he gives me this weird Vulcan-like handshake. Oh and get this---his nails are painted black! I then go back to the class slightly deflated, but I tell everyone that I don't care if I get fired (why am I getting fired in a classroom), at least I got to meet Rob effing Pattinson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So weird. Rob is never as attractive in my dreams as he is in reality. Sad. But at least I dream of him. le sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. While I was bored at work today, I played FLAMES with mine and Rob's names. (Who remembers that game?) True story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-6641090788621577250?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6641090788621577250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/whenever-i-want-you-all-i-have-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/6641090788621577250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/6641090788621577250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/whenever-i-want-you-all-i-have-to-do.html' title='Whenever I want you, all I have to do is...dream, dream, dream'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-5494610797689709516</id><published>2009-09-25T22:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T22:49:49.392-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>The Vampire Diaries Ep. 3</title><content type='html'>I know I said I was gonna blog about episode 2, but I didn't really like episode two. So, that's all I have to say about that. Instead, you get to hear all about epi 3. Oh goody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmkay. So a couple of things about Thursday night's episode that&amp;nbsp;annoyed me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Homegirl's massive overbite (or is it underbite?&amp;nbsp;I always confuse the two. bite haha). Oh and how her face is kinda crooked. (I guess this is true in every episode). I better stop or she will put a hex on me. Puh-lease!! That storyline is so gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/8200000/1x02-Night-of-the-Comet-the-vampire-diaries-8203449-1280-720.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" iq="true" src="http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/8200000/1x02-Night-of-the-Comet-the-vampire-diaries-8203449-1280-720.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Stefan is a football player? Seriously. And Elena is a cheerleader? How lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/Sr17D99EUrI/AAAAAAAAAYo/JyqqwZkboOQ/s1600-h/14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/Sr17D99EUrI/AAAAAAAAAYo/JyqqwZkboOQ/s320/14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. That other friend? The dumbass blonde one who is fucking Damon? What a massive bitch! I want to choke her with that scarf. Die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.buddytv.com/usrimages/usr1040323/1040323_63c64f2a-99a1-44ff-9f69-1de52475bb30-10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" iq="true" src="http://images.buddytv.com/usrimages/usr1040323/1040323_63c64f2a-99a1-44ff-9f69-1de52475bb30-10.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How quickly Elena and Stefan got into a relationship. I mean, we don't exactly know how much time has passed between episodes, but come on! We are supposed to believe they are already falling in love? Naw, man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why we are supposed to care about these characters. The main character is this gorgeous cheerleader type who has this amazingly sexy-football-player-vampire in love with her. Oh poor Elena. I am so sad for you. Not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell cheerleaders and football players were mean to me in high school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not just that. The characters have zero depth. Maybe it is too early in the show to judge that yet. The only character that I remotely care about is Elena's little brother. His story is interesting to me. I dig the whole unrequited love thing he has going for that ugly girl - who by the way is an idiot for choosing that douche bag ugly guy over him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am interested to get to know the whole back-story behind the Katherine-Damon-Stefan love triangle. I also really like Damon's character. He is deliciously evil. But, you get the feeling that somewhere underneath there is some good left. And I want to see him seduce Elena. Cuz I am a sick-o like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be wondering with all the negatives I listed, why I am still watching the show. I just can't stop, that's why. It is addictive. I really like how Damon toys with the humans. That's not something you usually see happen in vampire stuff. There always seems to be major consequences for the vamps. I mean, of course vampire kill humans, but what Damon is doing is almost worse. He is taking away their freedom and really fucking with them. It's kinda cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later homies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-5494610797689709516?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5494610797689709516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/vampire-diaries-ep-3.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/5494610797689709516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/5494610797689709516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/vampire-diaries-ep-3.html' title='The Vampire Diaries Ep. 3'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/Sr17D99EUrI/AAAAAAAAAYo/JyqqwZkboOQ/s72-c/14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-2316084321054931101</id><published>2009-09-21T18:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T18:59:50.519-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart my followers!</title><content type='html'>Thanks My Life Since Twilight!!! I'm up to 14. Woo-hooooo!! Posts coming soon...I promise. I have a juicy Rob dream to share. Ooh. And my "critique" of episode 2 of The Vampire Diaries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-2316084321054931101?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2316084321054931101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-heart-my-followers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2316084321054931101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2316084321054931101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-heart-my-followers.html' title='I heart my followers!'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-2692924366565782413</id><published>2009-09-12T07:11:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T07:27:58.987-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>My thoughts on The Vampire Diaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.watchthevampirediaries.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/the-vampire-diaries-poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="420" mq="true" src="http://www.watchthevampirediaries.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/the-vampire-diaries-poster.jpg" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I don't think I was the only Twi fan that watched this show Thursday night. I am obsessed with all things vampire...as we all know. And I was both vaguely annoyed and really excited to see how much this show/book series had in common with Twilight. I don't know which series was published first...hold on, let me "wiki that shit" (WA anyone?)...okay so The Awakening (the first book in the series) was published in 1991 WAY before Steph's books. So, the comparisons have to be made. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the books, Elena is a blonde, popular girl who all the guys want and all the girls wanna be. That annoys me to begin with. Now, let me say, I am only on chapter 2 of The Awakening so I don't know a whole lot about this shiz yet, but who the hell wants to read about a beautiful, popular girl who has a&amp;nbsp;beautiful, otherworldly guy lusting after them? How is that fair? That's what happens in real life. If I wanted to see that shit, I could look out my effing window. I wanna read about the socially&amp;nbsp;awkward, unconventionally attractive, unpopular girl who has a total fucking hottie vampire wanting&amp;nbsp;her&amp;nbsp;blood/body.&amp;nbsp;(Which is reason number 1 why Twilight is way superior to The Vampire Diaries in my eyes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when the books were translated into a show, I was more than a little miffed to find that the heroine is now a brunette. And come on, what's with Stefan and the Ray Bans? Really? Do you think you are fooling us, CW? Oh!!! OHHHH!! And the part when Vicki is the victim of an ANIMAL ATTACK?!?! I laughed out fucking loud on that one! HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I'm reading The Awakening, I come across this fucking line: "The sleek black &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;911 Turbo&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;purred through the parking lot..." And I made that part yellow on purpose. I MEAN COME ON!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And rationally, I know that if anyone has ripped anyone off here, it's Stephenie Meyer since L.J. Smith's book was published well over a decade&amp;nbsp; before Steph's. But, I just cannot be mad at Mrs. Meyer. I will always take her side. No matter how many times she is accused of plagiarism...which has been a lot lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly don't believe that Stephanie plagiarized anything. But, it is really unusual how a lot of these vampire stories have overlapping shiz. The Southern Vampire Mysteries by Charlaine Harris&amp;nbsp;(aka the books that True Blood is based off of) has alot in common with both of these series' as well. I think the order of these three authors' series are as follows: L.J. Smith's The Vampire Diaries, Charlaine Harris' The Southern Vampire Mysteries, and of course Stephanie Meyer's Twilight saga. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I guess there is no one to blame here, considering I really liked the show. But, if I was L.J. Smith I would probably be a little pissed that Steph's work blew up in the past year...before mine had a chance to hit it big. And to the uninformed it would look like L.J. is the copycat. There are plenty of&amp;nbsp;squeeing fangirls to share, I guess since this whole vampire thing is exploding right now. Which is a whole other topic to explore. (I have been a vamp fan since the wee days of Buffy, BTW. *puffs up chest*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;My thoughts on the show? Yeah, that's why we're here, isn't it? Sorry, I get up on a soapbox and it can be hard to knock me off. Yeah. I wasn't wowed. But I wasn't really disappointed, either. I think a good foundation was laid out for a potentially awesome show rife with sexy times and thrilling cliff hangers. I am going to like the whole brother vs. brother for Elena thing. Really sexy. Not sure how I feel about Elena's bff Bonnie. She's a little retarded acting if you ask me. And there was some cheesy, stereotypical teenage behavior shit going on that annoyed me. The cast is most def. good looking, to say the least. Elena is gorg, of course. And Stefan is a major effin hottie. Damon is ehhh. His whole evil thing is kinda hot. But, you know who I think is hot and is not going to get enough credit for it? Elena's little brother. Maybe I like him cuz I tend to have a thing for damaged, dark haired boys who wear black nail polish. For so long, I denied my love of the emo boys. I used to really loathe them. Then one day I woke up and realized that nothing is more attractive than an unwashed, black nail polish wearing, girl jean clad emo boy. Srsly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Update: Holy shit! So, I was looking up the guy who plays Stefan cuz I knew he was a familiar face. And he totes played Tommy Callahan on Everwood. You know, the drug-dealer boyfriend Amy gets sidetracked by? You have no idea what I'm talking about, do you? It's okay. I'm a WB nerd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-2692924366565782413?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2692924366565782413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-thoughts-on-vampire-diaries.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2692924366565782413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2692924366565782413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-thoughts-on-vampire-diaries.html' title='My thoughts on The Vampire Diaries'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-7740787092532537964</id><published>2009-09-08T19:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T19:14:04.093-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A little insight into me...'/><title type='text'>My reading list</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;1. The Hunger Games series by Suzanne Collins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://osterhoutteens.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/hunger.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" mq="true" src="http://osterhoutteens.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/hunger.jpg" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The Vampire Diaries series by L.J. 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Enormous amounts of Twi fanfic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -Including finishing &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5143291/1/Clipped_Wings_and_Inked_Armor"&gt;Clipped Wings and Inked Armor&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5100876/1/The_Blessing_and_the_Curse"&gt;The Blessing and the Curse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i29.tinypic.com/2znycnl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="129" mq="true" src="http://i29.tinypic.com/2znycnl.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SqbjzgmqdgI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Ug-8PykkQMc/s1600-h/blessingblue%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SqbjzgmqdgI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Ug-8PykkQMc/s200/blessingblue%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Bel Ami by Guy de Maupassant&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lorelaycci.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/belami-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" mq="true" src="http://lorelaycci.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/belami-2.jpg" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-7740787092532537964?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7740787092532537964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-reading-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7740787092532537964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7740787092532537964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-reading-list.html' title='My reading list'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.tinypic.com/2znycnl_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-4510248999505642387</id><published>2009-09-08T18:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T18:49:48.052-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A little insight into me...'/><title type='text'>YouTube is a bitch</title><content type='html'>So, I promised you all video from the Bobby Long concert. But, I am afraid I can't deliver beacuse YouTube hates me. For some unknown, lamespice (thanks &lt;a href="http://busybeelauren.blogspot.com/"&gt;busy bee lauren&lt;/a&gt;!) reason my videos won't upload. I'm going to try again tomorrow. Cross your fingers that it works. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Sarah - don't fear if they won't upload, you'll get to see them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-4510248999505642387?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4510248999505642387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/youtube-is-bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/4510248999505642387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/4510248999505642387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/youtube-is-bitch.html' title='YouTube is a bitch'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-3219711882859827300</id><published>2009-09-06T01:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T01:46:52.757-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A little insight into me...'/><title type='text'>Things I am excited about...</title><content type='html'>1. Manson - a documentary coming on the History channel Monday. People may think it is weird, but I have always been fascinated by this story. How this one little man could convince seemingly normal people to commit such heinous murders. Back when I was reading Helter Skelter, I used to sneak around with the book. When I was in public, I would always try and hide the cover when I was reading it. I felt like people would think I was crazy for reading a book like that, but if you get the chance, you should read it. It is completely fascinating the way Manson's mind worked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The Vampire Diaries - Although I was previously vehemently against this whole series, I have come around. I still think it is kind of a rip off of Twilight (even though I believe the first book in this series was actually published before Twilight. What can I say? My allegiance to Twilight and Steph is strong!), but I am interested to see how the show plays out. And if I like the show, I may very well have a new series of books to start. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Actually finishing my reading list. I have so much I want to read right now. I am currently reading the fanfic Clipped Wings and Inked Armor, which I am loving BTW. I am still waiting on AG to update Wide Awake and I am dying for an update on The Blessing and the Curse (which is my second fave fanfic ever!! WA being number one of course). In actual book land, I am reading Twilight and Midnight Sun simultaneously. I want to finish the Sookie Stackhouse series and read through the Jane Austen's I recently bought. I have all these books and I always end up reading fanfic instead. Dammit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Twicon in March!!!!!!!!!! Nuff said on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out my homies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-3219711882859827300?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3219711882859827300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/things-i-am-excited-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/3219711882859827300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/3219711882859827300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/things-i-am-excited-about.html' title='Things I am excited about...'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-8131337163048416058</id><published>2009-09-03T07:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T07:19:27.278-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A little insight into me...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>Some things never change...</title><content type='html'>Lots of new things in my life. I recently started a new job. And I am training on the horrendous night shift - 11 PM to 7 AM and yes I feel like a zombie. Thus, is the reasoning for my no It's Sexy Time! this week. Forgive me. I'm not sure how long I will be training on this shift, so these posts may disappear for a bit. I am also in the process of moving into my brand, spanking new apartment! So needless to say, my life is a little busy right now. But, I don't come here to blog about this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come to talk of Twilight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have been carrying my Twilight tote bag to work with me every night. So lame. I know. And totes against my rules. I don't want to be a 2nd hand embarassment (thanks &lt;a href="http://letterstotwilight.wordpress.com/"&gt;LTT&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;a href="http://letterstorob.wordpress.com/"&gt;LTR&lt;/a&gt;!). But, I just said "fuck it" and put in it the massive amounts of shiz I have to take with me. And one of the girls I work with was like "Is that Elvis on your bag?" I almost spit out my Coke Zero. I guess it was the (in my best Rob voice) bouffant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-8131337163048416058?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8131337163048416058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/some-things-never-change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/8131337163048416058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/8131337163048416058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/some-things-never-change.html' title='Some things never change...'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-7443991077221701408</id><published>2009-08-29T23:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T23:56:31.300-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrity adoration'/><title type='text'>The Bobby Post</title><content type='html'>Here it is. A bit late, but better than never, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a lovely dinner at the Cheesecake Factory, Sarah and I made our way to East Andrews. We got there a little early and immediately discovered that we were overdressed. Yeah. We looked cute anyway. So we were standing in line scoping out the other concert-goers, looking for other Twi nerds. There were these two cute Asian girls who were obvs there because of Bobby's Twilight connection. They were cute. While standing in line, we decided that we were not allowed to utter the "forbidden words." You know "Twilight", "Rob", "Sam", "Marcus", "Stephenie Meyer", "Kristen", "Ashley", "Kellan"....etc. We couldn't have anyone thinking we were Twi nerds now could we? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, we got inside and headed straight for the stage. Well, then we decided to get a drink. Sarah ordered me this drink with Firefly sweet tea, lemon sour, Sprite...I dunno. I'm not much of a drinker, so I leave the hooch up to her. (Not that she's a lush. ;) ) Anyway, while standing at the bar, I decided to go back to the stage cuz I wanted to hold us a spot. While Sarah was still getting the drinks, I saw this cute dude walk on the stage all hunched over with a guitar. Yeah. It was Bobby and I totes didn't realize it until he was off stage. He looks different in person. I swear, I'm not retarded. No one reacted at all when he walked across the stage, so I didn't realize it was anyone important. Oh, but it was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were waiting for the show to start, this girl next to us tried to make conversation. She asked us how we knew about Bobby. Since we couldn't use the "forbidden words" and because we didn't want to geek ourselves out, Sarah told her that we found out about his music on his myspace. Well that wasn't enough for the girl. She kept pushing. "How'd you find his myspace?," she asks. Sarah totally blanked for like 10 seconds. Srsly crickets. And I totally bailed. I sort of turned the other way and was like "hmmm hmmm hmmm." Sarah had a good recovery, though. She said she found his myspace by surfing on YouTube and finding his videos. I don't think she bought it. Oh well. She was obvs there for his Twi connection too. She was trying to ferret us out. Or just being a total bitch by trying to call us out. Either way, we weren't interested in talking to her. We were there for THE MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. So Tim Brantley performed first. And let me tell you. I didn't really care to hear him sing at all. I enjoy live music and I was enjoying him, but I was just thinking "Bring on the Brit." Well after Tim's first song, I wasn't really thinking that anymore. I'll save the gushing I have for this man and the new love I have discovered since I already dedicated some time to him a few posts ago. But, do check out &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/timbrantley"&gt;his myspace&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and buy his CD Goldtop Heights on iTunes or at Best Buy. (I'm not his pimp.) Turns out Tim was kinda why a lot of people were there. Believe it or not&amp;nbsp;people started getting rowdy. Pushing up on&amp;nbsp;us and yelling his name out repeatedly. There was this one lady, who was in her fifties, who I swear had&amp;nbsp;a completely fried, peroxide blonde mullet down to her waist. She had&amp;nbsp;on a dress who I,&amp;nbsp;as a&amp;nbsp;girl in her twenties, would never wear because of&amp;nbsp;its sheer sluttiness. It was a&amp;nbsp;periwinkle halter dress that totally had the girls&amp;nbsp;COMPLETELY on display. And I have never seen a worse eyeliner job in my life. Anyway, she kept screaming Tim's name while he was trying to sing.&amp;nbsp;She was trying to get his attention to take his picture. It was so annoying. She was obvs pretty&amp;nbsp;drunk and she&amp;nbsp;kept&amp;nbsp;swinging her ugly mullet all over Sarah. I thought Sarah was gonna lose&amp;nbsp;it. It was hilarious because she was headbanging and giving devil horns like she was at&amp;nbsp;a fucking Bullet&amp;nbsp;For My&amp;nbsp;Valentine show. Come on, srsly lady?&amp;nbsp;Yeah and at one point Tim was joking&amp;nbsp;with her and was totes like, "That lady just showed me her breasts." And naturally&amp;nbsp;I looked&amp;nbsp;at her and she reacted with a&amp;nbsp; shocked&amp;nbsp;"not me" face&amp;nbsp;and she [edit: On my first posting, I put that "he proceeded to take her breasts out." OMG. Would that have been a totally different story] proceeded to take her breasts out, cup them in her hands, and jiggle this about. Luckily, I didn't see any nip, but I definitely saw some side boob. I am totally traumatized. And what about Sarah, who was standing next to this nip showing slut of an old lady? She didn't see any of it. Lucky bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/Spnyxzk-8CI/AAAAAAAAAXw/FwfNCjs8Gyg/s1600-h/100_2347.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/Spnyxzk-8CI/AAAAAAAAAXw/FwfNCjs8Gyg/s320/100_2347.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tim was so amazing. He is like the little kid in your second grade class who always got in trouble because he wouldn't keep still in his seat. The whole time he performed he was wiggling about. It was like he couldn't contain his passion for the music he was playing. It was so adorable and inspiring. And he does this thing where he sticks his tongue out of the corner of his mouth in concentration. Luvs it. Oh, and during his first song, I totes made eye contact and it was weird cuz we held the stare for like 5 extremely awkward seconds and he so gave me the little "what's up" head bob. I fell in love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/Spnzgtk8IGI/AAAAAAAAAYA/ELuING1KnGc/s1600-h/100_2362.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/Spnzgtk8IGI/AAAAAAAAAYA/ELuING1KnGc/s320/100_2362.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Okay, so on to Bobby. He came out with his Heinken (of course) and I am ashamed to say I only recognized three of the songs he played. But that's ok. That's why I bought his CD at the show&amp;nbsp;- to school myself on the Bobby. He kept his eyes closed pretty much the entire&amp;nbsp;time he performed. And his hair was constantly in his face. And I wanted to &lt;strike&gt;lick him &lt;/strike&gt;brush his hair out of his eyes. He completely radiated passion during his songs. He really feels what he sings, which is amazing. Up until I saw him that night, Penance Fire Blues was my fave song of his. But, Dead and Done is so amazing live and is a new contender for my fave. I officially now love the harmonica. In between songs, he would swig his Heineken and he told this adorable story about visiting our aquarium. He is coming back in November and we are so going to see him again. We had the most amazing time and I have decided that our weekly social outing has to be to a place where there is live music. I am a total whore for some acoustic guitar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SpnzMXUEKLI/AAAAAAAAAX4/qnq2LG8piPo/s1600-h/100_2350.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SpnzMXUEKLI/AAAAAAAAAX4/qnq2LG8piPo/s320/100_2350.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Tim's band included a fucking CELLIST. How badass is that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;P.P.S. I do not love Tim more than Bobby. But it's pretty close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;P.P.P.S. You know who I love more than Tim and Bobby? Take a wild guess. I'll even give you a clue: He's British, lanky, and also plays guitar. Hmmmm.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More of the sex:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/Spnz9P-45PI/AAAAAAAAAYI/luxg4WRPn_4/s1600-h/100_2387.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/Spnz9P-45PI/AAAAAAAAAYI/luxg4WRPn_4/s320/100_2387.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt; Blurry Heiney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/Spn0I3r7vcI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/MAgjt9MlYo8/s1600-h/100_2392.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/Spn0I3r7vcI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/MAgjt9MlYo8/s320/100_2392.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt; Thank God for British boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/Spn00x39E9I/AAAAAAAAAYY/dT2fsFUCl7Y/s1600-h/100_2401.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/Spn00x39E9I/AAAAAAAAAYY/dT2fsFUCl7Y/s320/100_2401.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt; Oh harmonica!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there is video. Coming soon.... I am such a tease.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-7443991077221701408?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7443991077221701408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/bobby-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7443991077221701408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7443991077221701408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/bobby-post.html' title='The Bobby Post'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/Spnyxzk-8CI/AAAAAAAAAXw/FwfNCjs8Gyg/s72-c/100_2347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-7053618840900686572</id><published>2009-08-26T11:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T11:52:59.100-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s sexy time'/><title type='text'>It's sexy time!</title><content type='html'>"It's that time again!" 10 points if you can tell me what Rob movie that is from. 5 more points if you can tell me what the name of the character is who says it. And 100 points if you can tell me that actor's name. What can you redeem those points for, you ask? Fun times with Rob!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, here's Rob looking James Dean-ish. Thanks &lt;a href="http://www.robsessedpattinson.com/"&gt;Robsessed&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SpVaNcoivlI/AAAAAAAAAXo/QEXndhteuis/s1600-h/James+Dean-ish.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SpVaNcoivlI/AAAAAAAAAXo/QEXndhteuis/s320/James+Dean-ish.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-7053618840900686572?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7053618840900686572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-sexy-time_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7053618840900686572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7053618840900686572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-sexy-time_26.html' title='It&apos;s sexy time!'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SpVaNcoivlI/AAAAAAAAAXo/QEXndhteuis/s72-c/James+Dean-ish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-7412083750672665368</id><published>2009-08-25T00:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T00:23:19.289-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrity adoration'/><title type='text'>Tim Brantley</title><content type='html'>Friday night I went to the Bobby Long concert. Yes, you know that already. And the post is coming....soon. I just wanted to give a quick mention of the other act that played that night - Tim Brantley. He's from Atlanta (my turf) and he is an amazing artist who I SWEAR is the next big things. His voice is so unique and his lyrics beautiful. Plus, he's easy on the eyes. I went and bought his CD today - Goldtop Heights. Definitely give his music a listen. I can't really compare him to anyone. I think he is pretty innovative. I felt like I was in on the ground floor of something big and exciting when I saw him play. He's like Atlanta's secret that will soon be exploding. Anyway, he lists his influences as Fleetwood Mac, Bruce Springsteen, Hall &amp;amp; Oates so if you are into them, then maybe you'll like him. I dunno. Give him a listen: &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/timbrantley"&gt;www.myspace.com/timbrantley&lt;/a&gt;. The Race and Damage are the best! He's got some videos on YouTube, too. Gold is one of my faves of his, but unfortunately it's not on his CD. You can actually buy his CD at Best Buy and on iTunes. More about his performance in the Bobby post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I feel like his pimp. If only....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-7412083750672665368?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7412083750672665368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/tim-brantley.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7412083750672665368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7412083750672665368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/tim-brantley.html' title='Tim Brantley'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-2099906589795095895</id><published>2009-08-25T00:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T00:17:11.776-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>Twilight + Midnight Sun</title><content type='html'>So, I am finally doing it - reading Twilight and Midnight Sun together and I gotta admit, I kinda feel like I'm reading fanfiction. I am so used to reading EPOV/BPOV in my fics that I find myself expecting lemons any second. But I am always disappointed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, while I am reading these, I have decided to be uber-geeky. I am currently taking notes as I am reading on the differences between the book and the movie. I know that numerous other blogs have already made note of these differences, but I want to do it to. So there! That post will come as soon as I am done with the book. Which will be in approximately...3 years. No seriously, a few weeks probably. What can I say? I'm a slow reader. Back in November '08, I started Twilight and I didn't finish Breaking Dawn and Midnight Sun until February of this year. And it wasn't for lack of interest. Obvs I love the books. I just like to savor what I read. Dammit! Why am I justifying myself to you? I am going to go lose myself in MS now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-2099906589795095895?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2099906589795095895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/twilight-midnight-sun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2099906589795095895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2099906589795095895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/twilight-midnight-sun.html' title='Twilight + Midnight Sun'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-7513408025316938471</id><published>2009-08-22T21:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T21:37:43.034-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>Bobby Long post</title><content type='html'>It's coming soon, I promise! It was an awesome time. Expect to hear about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The awesomeness that is Tim Brantley&lt;br /&gt;-Bobby's beautiful hair&lt;br /&gt;-Crazy mullet lady and her boobies&lt;br /&gt;-The forbidden words&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-7513408025316938471?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7513408025316938471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/bobby-long-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7513408025316938471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7513408025316938471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/bobby-long-post.html' title='Bobby Long post'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-192904106736972871</id><published>2009-08-20T23:14:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T07:22:15.966-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrity adoration'/><title type='text'>Girls I would totally go gay for...volume 1</title><content type='html'>I was having this weird convo. with Sarah today about which female member of the Twi cast we would get it on with (if we were of that persuasion and excluding Kristen -of course- cuz duh she would win) and it got me to thinking about my girl crushes. So since we've already established that I'm a "&lt;a href="http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-was-twilight-kind-of-day.html"&gt;big fat lesbian&lt;/a&gt;" because of my Twi love, I thought I would go ahead and share who I would totally go gay for. My girl crush list tends to change pretty frequently, so this may only be the beginning of a beautiful series. :) Wanna see which female Twi cast member I lust after? Check it out below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And these are in no particular order. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Kat Von D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1016/1450153177_fbc5342b2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1016/1450153177_fbc5342b2a.jpg" style="cursor: hand; height: 500px; width: 383px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just think she is so feisty and she has such a good heart. She is curvy and I love that she is all tatted up. If I were gay, I think I would be WAY into Latino women. She is just so gorgeous and an amazingly talented artist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Gwen Stefani&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/So4UCNMvOrI/AAAAAAAAAXg/iiwosrwDL5U/s1600-h/Legs.bmp"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372253433634962098" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/So4UCNMvOrI/AAAAAAAAAXg/iiwosrwDL5U/s400/Legs.bmp" style="cursor: hand; height: 400px; width: 305px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This should be a "NO DUH!" to anyone who has ever looked at this blog. She is and always will be my number 1 girl crush. Her platinum blonde hair, gorgeous legs, amazing song writing abilities, and unique singing voice makes me swoon. I love her style and her ability to just be one of the guys and also totally glam it up! I could go on and on and on and on about this one....but I'll just keep it to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Nikki Reed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://twilightbookaddicts.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/nikki-reed-photoshoot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://twilightbookaddicts.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/nikki-reed-photoshoot.jpg" style="cursor: hand; height: 557px; width: 356px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Yes! Nikki is the winner. I loved her in the movie Thirteen! I love her little wild streak and her amazing acting abilities. She is curvacious and has the most beautiful hair. Plus, she has the cutest button nose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Kristen Stewart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/whenonlyhotwilldo/SEl4F43vKiI/AAAAAAAAALY/3LWL12qe6Fk/kristen%20stewart4_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/whenonlyhotwilldo/SEl4F43vKiI/AAAAAAAAALY/3LWL12qe6Fk/kristen%20stewart4_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg" style="cursor: hand; height: 554px; width: 416px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where to start? I love Kristen! Each movie I have seen her in has impressed me more and more. She is WAY more than Bella Swan. The fire you can see in her beautiful green eyes is admirable in someone as young as she is. And she is one of the few women who is equally hot as both a blonde and a brunette. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Dita Von Teese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://z.about.com/d/makeup/1/0/o/5/-/-/Dita_Von_Teese2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://z.about.com/d/makeup/1/0/o/5/-/-/Dita_Von_Teese2.jpg" style="cursor: hand; height: 594px; width: 389px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How is it possible for one woman to be so sexy and classy at once? Dita is an icon! I want to be her. I love her pin-up ways and porcelain skin. Anyone with skin like mine is a winner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Nicole Kidman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.connietalk.com/nicole_kidman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.connietalk.com/nicole_kidman.jpg" style="cursor: hand; height: 500px; width: 500px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this woman. No one was happier than me when I heard she was marrying Keith Urban. And when she got pregnant with Sunday Rose? Fa-ged-aboud-it! Her skin is flawless and she is the actress I would aspire to be like. Oh, and her Chanel No. 5 ads have to be the most beautiful pictures ever. Her hair in those ads was the inspiration for my "prom hair" senior year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Marilyn Monroe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lf0CpeeD0/Sk5qviKJIeI/AAAAAAAAAPM/zstGavtXXf4/S1600-R/marilyn-monroe-hair-styles-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_05lf0CpeeD0/Sk5qviKJIeI/AAAAAAAAAPM/zstGavtXXf4/S1600-R/marilyn-monroe-hair-styles-10.jpg" style="cursor: hand; height: 425px; width: 342px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shouldn't require any explanation. She was an icon. And if she isn't on your "girls I would totally go gay for" list, then you are not a very good pretend lesbian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Fiona Apple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.inmusic2000.de/POP_Queens/Tic_Tac_Toe-Pics/Ricky-Pics/Pia_Zadora-Pics/Fiona_Apple-Pics/apple-fiona3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.inmusic2000.de/POP_Queens/Tic_Tac_Toe-Pics/Ricky-Pics/Pia_Zadora-Pics/Fiona_Apple-Pics/apple-fiona3.JPG" style="cursor: hand; height: 476px; width: 382px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I've been a bad, bad girl." She had from Criminal. I remember the first time I saw that video. I was a little scandalized. The woman just oozes sex. And Extraordinary Machine is one of my top ten CDs of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Sarah Michelle Gellar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aslcdn.celebuzz.com/archive/2008/12/16/sarah-michelle-gellar-121608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://aslcdn.celebuzz.com/archive/2008/12/16/sarah-michelle-gellar-121608.jpg" style="cursor: hand; height: 587px; width: 450px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meow-zah! I love Sarah mostly because she played arguably the most kick ass female character on television EVER - Buffy! She made that character at turns vulnerable and amazingly strong. Even when staking the vamps and having her heart trampled on by one, she always managed to look beautiful. And I am so stoked she's preggers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Natalie Portman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shoeblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/natalie-portman-shoes-te-casan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.shoeblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/natalie-portman-shoes-te-casan.jpg" style="cursor: hand; height: 550px; width: 309px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Natalie is so beautiful, talented, and intelligent. She is so articulate and has a fantastic sense of humor. I love how humble she is and how she doesn't take her self so seriously. And she never ceases to wow me in whatever movie she is in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the moral of the story is: I love women who are empowered and intelligent, who have an underlying spark and who dare to be who they are without excuses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, in the words of Ms. Bridget Jones: "I'm afraid it's still men in general...&lt;strike&gt;Mark Darcy&lt;/strike&gt; Rob Pattinson in particular."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, go ahead and share your secret girl crushes. I won't tell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-192904106736972871?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/192904106736972871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/girls-i-would-totally-go-gay-forvolume.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/192904106736972871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/192904106736972871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/girls-i-would-totally-go-gay-forvolume.html' title='Girls I would totally go gay for...volume 1'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1016/1450153177_fbc5342b2a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-7935687944048953016</id><published>2009-08-20T23:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T23:14:50.760-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>Denial...it ain't just a river in Egypt</title><content type='html'>So tonight we (my bestie and I) were watching L.A. Ink and this dude was getting a Transformer tattoo on his chest and we were totes laughing our asses off at his lameness. And then it dawned on me. I can no longer make fun of Star Trek/Stargate/Firefly nerds. Wanna know why???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my friends. It is official. I am going to the official Twilight convention in March. And once you go to a Twi convention, there is no turning back. You are sucked into the nerdy abyss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I was already there, but just in denial. But, I'll tell you what. I'd have it no other way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-7935687944048953016?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7935687944048953016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/denialit-aint-just-river-in-egypt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7935687944048953016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7935687944048953016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/denialit-aint-just-river-in-egypt.html' title='Denial...it ain&apos;t just a river in Egypt'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-626271316528918490</id><published>2009-08-20T23:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T23:10:05.096-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A little insight into me...'/><title type='text'>A new follower!</title><content type='html'>Thanks spellbound for the follow! I'm up to 12 and I love you all for taking time to read my incredibly lame and sometimes boring bloggy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-626271316528918490?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/626271316528918490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-follower.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/626271316528918490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/626271316528918490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-follower.html' title='A new follower!'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-4092980681967960560</id><published>2009-08-20T09:42:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T09:50:08.764-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s sexy time'/><title type='text'>It's sexy time!</title><content type='html'>So I am being pretty lazy this week and I am going to post a pic from &lt;a href="http://www.robsessedpattinson.com/"&gt;ROBsessed&lt;/a&gt;. Didn't do any major digging for this one, but enjoy none the less. Hunky, serious Rob in 3-2-1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/So1ToaJJsYI/AAAAAAAAAXY/iVmbgEOOUuc/s1600-h/Serious+Rob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372041884200448386" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/So1ToaJJsYI/AAAAAAAAAXY/iVmbgEOOUuc/s400/Serious+Rob.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-4092980681967960560?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4092980681967960560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-sexy-time_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/4092980681967960560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/4092980681967960560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-sexy-time_20.html' title='It&apos;s sexy time!'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/So1ToaJJsYI/AAAAAAAAAXY/iVmbgEOOUuc/s72-c/Serious+Rob.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-561176825598924572</id><published>2009-08-20T09:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T09:41:28.947-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>I almost lost my sauce</title><content type='html'>I just found out that the Twi cast is coming to Atlanta March 5-7 and I am already scheming how to come up with the money/get the time off from work. I MUST MUST MUST go!!! I missed when P Fatch, Ashley, and Kellan came this year and I felt sad all day that I wasn't a part of the awesomeness. There is no way I'm missing out this time around. The package for the full weekend is $319, which is do-able. I don't know if I am going to go the whole weekend or just one day or what. All of the info. isn't up yet. But, I assure you that I will write about it many, many times on this blog. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Bobby Long tomorrow!!! WOOOOOT! My friend Sarah thinks that BL is a portal to Rob. He's the portkey, like in Goblet of Fire. One touch of BL and we will magically be transported to Robbie's lap. What do you think? All jokes aside, I can't wait to hear him play and I HOPE HOPE he has CDs for sale at the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Sorry for no It's sexy time! this week. I am falling way behind on that. I've been working Wednesdays (making it 6....yes count 'em....6 days a week), so I am not here in the mornings to do the post and by the afternoon I've completely forgotten about it. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-561176825598924572?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/561176825598924572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-almost-lost-my-sauce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/561176825598924572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/561176825598924572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-almost-lost-my-sauce.html' title='I almost lost my sauce'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-2931615203078275795</id><published>2009-08-14T17:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T17:57:16.842-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>It was a Twilight kind of day</title><content type='html'>So, it's not really miraculous that most things remind me of Twilight. It just so happens that at least once a day, I see or hear something that makes me think of my beloved vampire tale. Today, I just so happened to have three "man I'm really obsessed with Twilight" moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, my friend at work tells me "I finally saw that vampire movie you like so much." I tried to play it cool with a "Oh, really? You like it?" Inside I was squeeing all over the place. Then my friend George says "Isn't Twilight a movie only gay people like?" And I laugh it off with a "No. And if that were the case, then I'm a big, fat lesbian." Ha. Gotta love the weirdos I work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I was at the social security office today. And no, I wasn't there to collect my check. I'm not considered mentally incompetent or physically handicapped...yet. (I'm convinced that somehow this Twilight obsession will eventually have a detrimental effect on my mental or physical health.) I was there to get a new social security card and as I'm waiting for my number to be called, I saw a teenage girl walk up front with her copy of Eclipse. She is about a 1/4 of the way in and I immediately smile. I tried to remember approximately what could be happening 1/4 of the way into Eclipse, but I have no clue. It has been so long since I read it. Bad fangirl, bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I am sitting here watching Gilmore Girls as we speak and Rory's dad comes to Stars Hollow in his....wait for it... VOLVO! Gotta love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-2931615203078275795?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2931615203078275795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-was-twilight-kind-of-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2931615203078275795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2931615203078275795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-was-twilight-kind-of-day.html' title='It was a Twilight kind of day'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-3086172695556496060</id><published>2009-08-12T14:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T14:16:01.972-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>Nothing but pure, unadulterated squee</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X3vB5XJnm5A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X3vB5XJnm5A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-3086172695556496060?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3086172695556496060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/nothing-but-pure-unadulterated-squee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/3086172695556496060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/3086172695556496060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/nothing-but-pure-unadulterated-squee.html' title='Nothing but pure, unadulterated squee'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-7672554316282821278</id><published>2009-08-12T14:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T14:13:48.825-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s sexy time'/><title type='text'>It's sexy time!</title><content type='html'>So this one isn't exclusively of our Mr. Hunky, but hell the whole cast looked very sexy at the awards. And I can't friggin' wait til November 20. I loved Kristen's dress. (Don't hate.) And I soooooo wanted to rip Megan Fox's head off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letterstorob.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/tcarobonthephone.jpg?w=300"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://letterstorob.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/tcarobonthephone.jpg?w=300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic from my fave peeps over at &lt;a href="http://letterstorob.wordpress.com/"&gt;Letters to Rob&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-7672554316282821278?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7672554316282821278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-sexy-time_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7672554316282821278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7672554316282821278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-sexy-time_12.html' title='It&apos;s sexy time!'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-2023683359142435238</id><published>2009-08-12T13:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T14:08:06.671-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s movie time'/><title type='text'>Speak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/2700000/Kristen-speak-kristen-stewart-2787373-341-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 341px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px" alt="" src="http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/2700000/Kristen-speak-kristen-stewart-2787373-341-500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, anyone who thinks KStew can't act &lt;strike&gt;can suck it&lt;/strike&gt; should watch this movie. It was fantasmical. We get to see Kristen act with Mr. Oregano who, by the way, has a pretty small role in this movie and he looks really different than he does now. They both do. They look so young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, for those who don't know, Kristen plays a 15 year old beginning her first year in high school. Over the summer her character was raped at a party and she calls the police, but is unable to tell them what happened. The police show up and put the kabosh on the party, which causes her "friends" to be very angry with her. The rest of the movie, she is unable to explain to anyone why she has affectively shut down. Throughout the movie, little bits and pieces of what happened that night are weaved through the current goings-on of the character's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristen gives a fantastic performance. You really feel the pain and isolation her character is going through. Steve Zahn is also great here, as the art teacher who helps bring Kristen's characer back to life. Two thumbs up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-2023683359142435238?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2023683359142435238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/speak_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2023683359142435238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2023683359142435238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/speak_12.html' title='Speak'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-1246567301051686548</id><published>2009-08-12T13:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T13:57:57.958-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>I'm an eavesdropper</title><content type='html'>Today while I was rolling silverware and preparing to leave my wonderful (heavy on the sarcasm) job today, I overheard this woman telling her guy friend "I read the WHOLE Twilight series." And then she laughed sort of like she was embarassed. It's okay, young one. Be proud of your love for the Twilight series. You could hear in her voice that she was sort of hesitant to tell him this. But, you know she probably reads blogs like ours everyday. Come out of the closet already! Don't be ashamed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-1246567301051686548?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1246567301051686548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-eavesdropper.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/1246567301051686548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/1246567301051686548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-eavesdropper.html' title='I&apos;m an eavesdropper'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-7846472531109338964</id><published>2009-08-08T22:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T22:42:01.673-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrity adoration'/><title type='text'>Speak</title><content type='html'>I am watching Speak right now and I think I might love Kristen Stewart more than Rob. Review later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-7846472531109338964?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7846472531109338964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/speak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7846472531109338964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/7846472531109338964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/speak.html' title='Speak'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-61548644747728972</id><published>2009-08-06T23:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T23:15:01.054-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reasons I love Rob Pattinson'/><title type='text'>Another new fave Rob video</title><content type='html'>Every day my love grows and grows. I just want to eat his face. And I love the way he says "grahams." sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iPGA80RTWRw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iPGA80RTWRw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to Sarah who pointed this one and the one before this one out to me. Love ya girlie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-61548644747728972?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/61548644747728972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-new-fave-rob-video.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/61548644747728972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/61548644747728972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-new-fave-rob-video.html' title='Another new fave Rob video'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-2129377277620592948</id><published>2009-08-06T23:04:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T23:07:22.265-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reasons I love Rob Pattinson'/><title type='text'>What the eff, Rob?</title><content type='html'>How have I missed this one? What the eff?! Is he serious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YTX9fKTw_ko&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YTX9fKTw_ko&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) I love the way he says Buddah.&lt;br /&gt;B) I'm a little worried for his mental health.&lt;br /&gt;C) Can I be the girl he becomes completely obsessed with???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-2129377277620592948?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2129377277620592948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-eff-rob.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2129377277620592948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2129377277620592948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-eff-rob.html' title='What the eff, Rob?'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-6934766990534929959</id><published>2009-08-06T16:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T16:56:42.373-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>Stephenie Meyer has way too much influence on my life</title><content type='html'>Last week I was out apartment hunting with my homie and the very first apartment we stopped at, we both totes fell in love with. Her reasoning was slightly different from mine. You see, the apartments are close to the city via the interstate, but they are in a pretty isolated area. They are completely surrounded by woods. Which is what both Sarah and I loved. When I was standing in the sunroom (yes the sunroom!) and was looking out the window, I kept thinking one thing: "This is just like the Cullen house." Sarah didn't agree, but surrounded by windows overlooking a vast amount of trees, I couldn't help but feel like a Cullen. Crazy, I know. And everything we saw after that didn't compare for me. I felt like it was fate screaming at me "This is the apartment!!" Well, that and the fact that it was the cheapest rent of all the apartments we saw that day. Since last week, however, Sarah has found some negative reviews of the apartment online. And while I feel that it would be pretty hard to find an apartment ANYWHERE that didn't have some negative reviews, I realize that we should really take that into account and check out other places. Even if I don't want to and feel traitorous to my Twi-senses in doing so. Crazy, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day we both wanted to eat pizza. So we got out Sarah's sister's lovely GPS (who I think we both have finally grown to trust and love) and looked for a nearby pizza place. Several were listed and, of course, I chose Bella's Pizzeria. And it actually turned out to be very good! I think I might be a little psycho. Stephenie Meyer is influencing way too many aspects of my life. Yikes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-6934766990534929959?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6934766990534929959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/stephenie-meyer-has-way-too-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/6934766990534929959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/6934766990534929959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/stephenie-meyer-has-way-too-much.html' title='Stephenie Meyer has way too much influence on my life'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-2154611869554882415</id><published>2009-08-04T20:06:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T20:35:39.059-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s sexy time'/><title type='text'>It's sexy time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Since I have to work at an ungodly hour in the morning, I won't be able to post an It's sexy time tomorrow. And since I missed it last week (I am still sad and ashamed), I decided to go ahead and give you all a little gift and give you It's sexy time early. Enjoy some black and white Rob. Pictures from &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.robsessedpattinson.com"&gt;ROBsessed&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SnjOh5dNMDI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Nc6yJv3iuOY/s1600-h/gah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366266037766271026" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SnjOh5dNMDI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Nc6yJv3iuOY/s400/gah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SnjOk01aIbI/AAAAAAAAAW4/PEy3zNacdKs/s1600-h/raybansplusswizzle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366266088065212850" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SnjOk01aIbI/AAAAAAAAAW4/PEy3zNacdKs/s400/raybansplusswizzle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SnjOiDzylOI/AAAAAAAAAWo/yOXfg-GALec/s1600-h/booty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366266040545350882" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SnjOiDzylOI/AAAAAAAAAWo/yOXfg-GALec/s400/booty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SnjOk0sCixI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Trcr8wt0Jsw/s1600-h/Smoking+hot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366266088025918226" style="WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SnjOk0sCixI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Trcr8wt0Jsw/s400/Smoking+hot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SnjOsN909KI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/MetH2Kw-v7M/s1600-h/wet+hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366266215070495906" style="WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SnjOsN909KI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/MetH2Kw-v7M/s400/wet+hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-2154611869554882415?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2154611869554882415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-sexy-time.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2154611869554882415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2154611869554882415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-sexy-time.html' title='It&apos;s sexy time!'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SnjOh5dNMDI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Nc6yJv3iuOY/s72-c/gah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-6902385198525219077</id><published>2009-08-04T17:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T17:04:37.031-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>Oi Vay!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe they are already starting to shoot Eclipse. My oh my. My head hurts. I'm still reeling from the insane coverage of New Moon and Remember Me. I'm not sure if I can keep up with the relentless pace. I'm tired just from watching the madness. Imagine how Robbie feels...sheesh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-6902385198525219077?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6902385198525219077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/oi-vay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/6902385198525219077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/6902385198525219077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/oi-vay.html' title='Oi Vay!'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-8826664966282651663</id><published>2009-08-04T16:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T16:49:30.957-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rob'/><title type='text'>Rob rumour control</title><content type='html'>Yes I spelled rumour with a "u" purposely. I'm British. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There has been a lot of crap going around about our favorite Brit lately. I just wanted to give my piece on two of the things being said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A) Rob is a bad tipper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B) Rob is a divo on set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A) Okay, this one is really personal for me, being that I am server. We all know that Rob is a bit....er....careful with his money. I mean he drove that same BMW forever; he repeats outfits OFTEN; his favorite place to eat is In 'N Out Burger for God's sake. However, in this instance I don't feel that Rob was being cheap. Okay, so maybe he left a bit less than 15%, but I can tell you that as a server I would be completely happy with a $50 tip. Hell, if I waited on Rob I'd be happy just to fucking be in his presence. Fuck a tip. I think it would make my life. But a $50 tip is more than fair. I rarely ever get a 15% tip where I work. And no it is not because I am a suck server. I have been doing it for three years and I know I am good at what I do. But working for as long as I have, I have just come to realize that most people are not good tippers. At least in the particular restaurant that I work in. Making money is all about the volume of tables that you get. I know most of the other servers rarely get a fair percentage either. So, what Rob left was definitely more than fair. And might I point out that other people were dining with him. Even if he paid the check, that doesn't mean other people couldn't have contributed to the tip. People often think that just because someone pays the check, that they alone should be responsible for the tip. Whenever I go out, I make sure to tip even if I don't pay. But maybe that is because I am biased because of what I do. Anywho, another thing that I think deserves mentioning is that Rob's "bad tip" occurred on the heels of Johnny Depp's fantasmical $4000 tip. That was one phenomenal tip and I think the fact that this tip incident happened right afterwards really skews how people see the situation. Johnny Depp is a fantastic guy. I have always known this. And his tip only proves that he doesn't forget where he came from. (His mom was a waitress for years.) Let's face it - that tip is pretty tough to live up to. And let's remember who we're talking about here. We all love Rob, but he is not to Johnny's status...yet. "And that's all I have to say about that."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;B) While standing in line the other day I picked up a trashy mag with Rob on the cover and started reading (Hey, I said I wouldn't buy any more rag mags, not that I would stop looking at them!) this crap story about how Rob was a divo on the Remember Me set. The "source" claimed that Rob was rude and he demanded special gourmet coffee. I find it really hard to believe that Rob is rude to anyone. I mean, even after he was attacked by fangirls he still managed to have a smile on his face. He even took a picture with those girls. He has a pretty high tolerance for shit. And as for the gourmet coffee - I think the picture below is evidence enough of how "gourmet" Rob likes his coffee:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://cullenboysanonymous.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/robert-pattinson-metro-north-emi-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 600px" alt="" src="http://cullenboysanonymous.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/robert-pattinson-metro-north-emi-7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now leave the man alone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, love, and Dunkin' Donuts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-8826664966282651663?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8826664966282651663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/rob-rumour-control.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/8826664966282651663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/8826664966282651663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/rob-rumour-control.html' title='Rob rumour control'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-4157330101870995538</id><published>2009-07-29T22:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T21:31:37.592-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s sexy time'/><title type='text'>Possibly no "It's sexy time" this week...</title><content type='html'>So I didn't have time to do an "It's sexy time" post this morning. And now my laptop power cord is screwed. Again. I ordered yet ANOTHER one. I am so friggin' pissed that I have to buy another one. What is it about these damn cords. Anyway, I am using my bro's Mac to do this post and he is looking like he really wants to get back on it, so I can't do the post right now. I'm afraid it may have to wait until next week. I mostly do them for me anyways, but I feel bad when I don't post them. Like I'm neglecting him or something. Anywho, talk to you all soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-4157330101870995538?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4157330101870995538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-its-sexy-time-this-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/4157330101870995538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/4157330101870995538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-its-sexy-time-this-week.html' title='Possibly no &quot;It&apos;s sexy time&quot; this week...'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-5136339475143889792</id><published>2009-07-29T20:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:36:41.941-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>So apparently it is so</title><content type='html'>Rachelle has been recast. And it's not because of the bull Summit was feeding us. Apparently, Rachelle did have a scheduling conflict, but a very minor one. Read it &lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/uberblog/marc_malkin/b136561_twilight_drama_what_happened_victoria.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. It sounds as if, for some reason, that Summit was not very committed to keeping Rachelle as Victoria. Why does Summit have to screw with us? If it ain't broke, don't fix it. I am so pissed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-5136339475143889792?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5136339475143889792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-apparently-it-is-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/5136339475143889792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/5136339475143889792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-apparently-it-is-so.html' title='So apparently it is so'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-485044891424695613</id><published>2009-07-28T22:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T22:41:37.194-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>Say it isn't so</title><content type='html'>I know I have been neglecting the blog as of late, and for that I am sorry. But when I saw &lt;a href="http://www.twifans.com/profiles/blog/show?id=2644331%3ABlogPost%3A591629"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, I knew I had to say my piece. We are all worried about how New Moon is going to turn out. We are all invested in the Twi saga and we want the rest of the movies to turn out well. I am one of the few out there who thinks that Twilight (the movie) was well done. I think Catherine did a fantastic job. Of course there are differences. Did anyone expect the movie to be an exact replica of the book? Of course not. That would have been impossible. I think Melissa Rosenberg did a bang-up job of keeping the story as close to the book as possible while still respecting that what she was ultimately writing for was a MOVIE. Anywho, I am straying from my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Rachelle is truly being replaced, this is a bad sign. It is always a warning sign when characters start to be replaced in a series. It is usually the "jump the shark" moment. With so many fans already being nervous about new directors and the transformations from script to screen, it is not a good thing to throw another change into the mix. I know if it can't be helped, it can't be helped. But my question is - didn't Rachelle sign a contract to do all of the saga? I know the other stars did. I am really hoping that this is just a very NASTY rumor going around and that tomorrow I will read "Just kidding." Because this is so not good. I love Rachelle. She &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; Victoria. It is going to be really hard for me (and I know many others) to accept anyone else as our flame-haired villain. It's not that I dislike Bryce Dallas Howard or anything. It's just not right to replace someone that we have all grown to love. Sigh. Please don't be true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-485044891424695613?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/485044891424695613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/say-it-isnt-so.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/485044891424695613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/485044891424695613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/say-it-isnt-so.html' title='Say it isn&apos;t so'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-8313628621743947232</id><published>2009-07-25T20:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T20:57:56.506-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>I'm so stunned, I can't even think of a name for this post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lyldfq0kQOc&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lyldfq0kQOc&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I_EUZWb9CZw&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I_EUZWb9CZw&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-8313628621743947232?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8313628621743947232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-so-stunned-i-cant-even-think-of-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/8313628621743947232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/8313628621743947232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-so-stunned-i-cant-even-think-of-name.html' title='I&apos;m so stunned, I can&apos;t even think of a name for this post.'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-5531772453639256962</id><published>2009-07-22T17:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T17:40:54.148-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s sexy time'/><title type='text'>It's sexy time!</title><content type='html'>Happy Wednesday! My favorite kind of Rob: scruffy and in a tie! Well, really, any kind of Rob is my favorite Rob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.eonline.com/eol_images/Entire_Site/20081028/293.pattinson.robert.102808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 473px" alt="" src="http://images.eonline.com/eol_images/Entire_Site/20081028/293.pattinson.robert.102808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.contactmusic.com/pics/lb/twilight_premiere_5_031208/rob_pattinson_5216625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 803px" alt="" src="http://www.contactmusic.com/pics/lb/twilight_premiere_5_031208/rob_pattinson_5216625.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.contactmusic.com/pics/mb/twilight_premiere_5_031208/rob_pattinson_5216633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 454px" alt="" src="http://www.contactmusic.com/pics/mb/twilight_premiere_5_031208/rob_pattinson_5216633.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later my lovelies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-5531772453639256962?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5531772453639256962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-sexy-time_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/5531772453639256962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/5531772453639256962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-sexy-time_22.html' title='It&apos;s sexy time!'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-8269955663577637727</id><published>2009-07-22T00:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T00:50:15.514-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrity adoration'/><title type='text'>Beautious Kristen</title><content type='html'>So, I REALLY don't like Perez Hilton. I think he is scummy and totes deserved to be punched in the face by Will.I.Am's people. I mean, how long did he think he could get away with talking all that shit without someone lashing out? Plus, he talks crap about some of my favorite peeps, like KStew and Nicole Kidman. He's just a jealous bitch. YET...I read his site a lot. Guilty. Why do I continue to read? I dunno. It's addictive. And shameful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I digress. I was surfing his site today and came across this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.perezhilton.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/getty-kstew__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 410px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 594px" alt="" src="http://img.perezhilton.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/getty-kstew__oPt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is so beautiful! This is supposedly a pic from 2007 around the time of Into the Wild. I luvs her. And I know this is blasphemy but if I can't be with Rob, (but I will be) I'd be okay if she was with him. Two beautiful people. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-8269955663577637727?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8269955663577637727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/beautious-kristen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/8269955663577637727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/8269955663577637727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/beautious-kristen.html' title='Beautious Kristen'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-3758661228816441775</id><published>2009-07-19T19:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T19:36:38.922-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>Oh my stars</title><content type='html'>Why am I not surprised? Apparently some retard FROM GEORGIA climbed to the top of a cliff on the La Push reservation in Washington. He had to be rescued by the coast guard. What the eff? Way to make us Georgians look like complete idiots. Thanks dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read about the doofus &lt;a href="http://www.komonews.com/news/local/50866007.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-3758661228816441775?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3758661228816441775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-my-stars.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/3758661228816441775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/3758661228816441775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-my-stars.html' title='Oh my stars'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-5885141787373138110</id><published>2009-07-17T21:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T21:48:48.174-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pure silliness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>Rob Pattinson vs. Daniel Radcliffe</title><content type='html'>Hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/4a6128514d428cee/4a60b120374e5d0d/6dbddecc/-cpid/547164a450e50d3f" id="W4727a250e66f97234a6128514d428cee" width="384" height="283"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/4a6128514d428cee/4a60b120374e5d0d/6dbddecc/-cpid/547164a450e50d3f" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-5885141787373138110?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5885141787373138110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/rob-pattinson-vs-daniel-radcliffe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/5885141787373138110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/5885141787373138110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/rob-pattinson-vs-daniel-radcliffe.html' title='Rob Pattinson vs. Daniel Radcliffe'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-5786292929389084488</id><published>2009-07-15T20:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:56:35.377-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s movie time'/><title type='text'>How To Be...for the 4th time</title><content type='html'>I just watched the commentary for How To Be and I gotta say...I love this movie so much. Even beyond Rob. Yes, I said it. Even if I didn't love Rob (ha) I would have still loved this movie. In all reality, if I hadn't loved Rob before, I would have after seeing this movie. In fact, I love all 3 of the main actors in the film. Johnny White and Mike Pierce are absolutely hilarious. I seriously think I have to move to London. Are all of the men from England so funny and lovely? I know they can't be, but sometimes I think that if I moved there I would be happy all the time. Just hearing an English person speak makes me smile. I swear, a Brit could be cursing me arse out (hehe) and I would enjoy it. I think I would be sublimely happy just listening to everyone speak there. To be surrounded by their mellifluous voices. sigh. Anyway, I just wanted to say that I went into this movie just for Rob, but Oliver, Mike, and Johnny won me over. I never expected to fall in love with this film, but I'm afraid that I did fall. Arse over tit. God, I love British slang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I gotta say my favorite parts involve Johnny White. He is completely adorable. And you have got to watch the extended scenes. Watching Rob, Johnny, and Mike giggle drunkenly is priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. I am so thankful to Rob because if it weren't for him, I probably would never have seen this amazing movie and what a shame that would have been. He really has opened so many of his fans up to things they may never have been exposed to, like the musicians he likes, the books he reads, and the small films he was in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-5786292929389084488?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5786292929389084488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-to-befor-4th-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/5786292929389084488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/5786292929389084488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-to-befor-4th-time.html' title='How To Be...for the 4th time'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-3833354577593469410</id><published>2009-07-15T15:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T15:38:04.615-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s sexy time'/><title type='text'>It's sexy time!</title><content type='html'>This picture has been making the bloggy rounds and it was just too good to pass up. Who doesn't want to see Rob all wet? You're welcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/Sl4v7KWUczI/AAAAAAAAAVw/EpfbbOUowzM/s1600-h/Robbieallwet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358773300054225714" style="WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 389px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/Sl4v7KWUczI/AAAAAAAAAVw/EpfbbOUowzM/s400/Robbieallwet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-3833354577593469410?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3833354577593469410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-sexy-time_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/3833354577593469410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/3833354577593469410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-sexy-time_15.html' title='It&apos;s sexy time!'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/Sl4v7KWUczI/AAAAAAAAAVw/EpfbbOUowzM/s72-c/Robbieallwet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-5121080046252171726</id><published>2009-07-14T20:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:16:04.475-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reasons I love Rob Pattinson'/><title type='text'>Rob distraction</title><content type='html'>I bought my Bobby Long tickets today! And in doing so, I decided I should probably listen to some of Bobby's music. Now, don't get me wrong. I am not ONLY going to see Bobby because he is friends with Rob. I know that is a completely stupid reason, but I know I am not alone in loving Rob's friends simply because they are ROB'S friends. I really, really, really love live music and will pretty much be satisfied listening to anyone sing. I really admire people who have the courage to get on stage and do something that they are passionate about. Especially when you are unknown. It has to be terrifying to share so much of yourself in front of a crowd of strangers. I will pretty much listen to anyone perform. Especially if a guitar is involved. Guitar=hotness. I do like Bobby's music, but I found myself drifting over to YouTube and listening to Rob's music. I put my headphones in and close my eyes and I can almost feel myself in the room with him. And I can pretend he is singing to me. sigh. And since I will probably never have the opportunity to ever hear Rob sing live (thanks to the fact that the whole world loves him now. dammit. quick everyone, go back to thinking Rob is just some British guy who is in Harry Potter. think that he is just average looking. go back to ogling Zac Efron. please!!), Bobby may be as close as I can get. But I'll take it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, before I get too lame and cheesy, I just wanted to post these videos of Rob's singing. Mostly so I can have a quick reference when I need some Robenading (Rob serenading). Man, I am making up way too many Rob words. Lameness. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially in love, BTW. No srsly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5jT_i7S9QSM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5jT_i7S9QSM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wmgEVbwkZtA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wmgEVbwkZtA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pjgq0HteVyE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pjgq0HteVyE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/55oaptqtsi0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/55oaptqtsi0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nQdkPlFZ0qU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nQdkPlFZ0qU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love RobArt. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WoogLzKumM4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WoogLzKumM4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to include Rob singing I'm Doing Fine, but I couldn't find a clip on YouTube. I absolutely LOVE How To Be and that is my fave song in the movie. I love when he says "That was wicked." So cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-5121080046252171726?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5121080046252171726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/rob-distraction.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/5121080046252171726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/5121080046252171726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/rob-distraction.html' title='Rob distraction'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-2609458215528319263</id><published>2009-07-13T18:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T18:49:32.586-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rob'/><title type='text'>Bobby Long August 21!</title><content type='html'>I was aimlessly rifling through Twitter when I stumbled upon a tweet that made me squeal. Bobby Long is coming to Atlanta August 21!!!! And I am totes going with my friend Sarah. Woot-woot!! We are convinced that this is the beginning of our Robstiny (Rob destiny). I love the Brits!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-2609458215528319263?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2609458215528319263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/bobby-long-august-21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2609458215528319263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2609458215528319263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/bobby-long-august-21.html' title='Bobby Long August 21!'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-153188533402862124</id><published>2009-07-11T19:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T19:25:46.367-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A little insight into me...'/><title type='text'>A record</title><content type='html'>Hugeness. I had TWO, yes TWO, new people start following me since yesterday. I have never had two new followers in the same week, much less the same day. You guys don't know how happy it makes me to have people following my blog!! Thank you so much for reading and commenting. If Rob and I weren't so busy (you know what I'm sayin') all the time, I would send him to make-out with each and every one of you! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Extra special thanks to my peeps over at &lt;a href="http://twitarded.blogspot.com/"&gt;Twitarded&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://applesnfeathers.blogspot.com/"&gt;Apples 'N Feathers &lt;/a&gt;for linking me on their pages. You guys rock my soul! Go read their blogs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-153188533402862124?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/153188533402862124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/record.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/153188533402862124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/153188533402862124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/record.html' title='A record'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-8227761303555944235</id><published>2009-07-11T18:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T18:58:28.954-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reasons I love Rob Pattinson'/><title type='text'>Did I mention that I fucking love this man?!</title><content type='html'>How adorable! Austin Film Festival 2008 - How To Be. Q&amp;amp;A with Oliver Irving and Robbie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uqPl_E6tdes&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uqPl_E6tdes&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2kmxHyR61n8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2kmxHyR61n8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twilightnews.co.uk/2008/10/19/how-to-be-at-the-austin-film-festival/"&gt;Transcript&lt;/a&gt; of the Q&amp;amp;A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my new follower &lt;a href="http://bettimusictwilight.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-fav-rob-vid-hug.html"&gt;Betti Gefecht&lt;/a&gt; for pointing this out to me! I love it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If you haven't seen How To Be...what are you waiting for??? It is my new fave Rob film. And the DVD has THE best footage of Rob as Rob ever in the making of documentary. I don't think it is possible for another human being to be as adorable as he is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-8227761303555944235?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8227761303555944235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/did-i-mention-that-i-fucking-love-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/8227761303555944235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/8227761303555944235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/did-i-mention-that-i-fucking-love-this.html' title='Did I mention that I fucking love this man?!'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-2958490215566720772</id><published>2009-07-11T18:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T18:25:12.999-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reasons I love Rob Pattinson'/><title type='text'>I fucking love this man</title><content type='html'>Thanks Sarah for telling me about this one! How on earth had I missed this gem?! I love how he is flustered by Heidi Klum. So adorable! Luvs it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BW78s52QHSU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BW78s52QHSU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can always make my craptastic day better. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-2958490215566720772?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2958490215566720772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-fucking-love-this-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2958490215566720772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2958490215566720772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-fucking-love-this-man.html' title='I fucking love this man'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-1738820983839562317</id><published>2009-07-09T23:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:43:00.267-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>New fanfiction? Help!</title><content type='html'>So I'm STILL waiting for a Wide Awake update. The good news is that AG is writing! I cannot wait. I have already read WA 3 times. I have read I Love LA, The Submissive, The Dominant, and the Office. While I wait for those to update, I want to read something new. Preferably a completed fanfiction. I am too impatient for updates. I don't like leaving things hanging, so I would really like the next fic I read to be a completed one. Could any of my Twi-hard followers suggest something for me? I really prefer Edward/Bella OOC stories. I haven't read any fanfiction where Edward is a vampire. Maybe I should try that next. Any suggestions? What are your favorites? I would love you forever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-1738820983839562317?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1738820983839562317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-fanfiction-help.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/1738820983839562317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/1738820983839562317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-fanfiction-help.html' title='New fanfiction? Help!'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-8136277685560815693</id><published>2009-07-09T19:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T19:16:48.744-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rob'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>What's wrong with me?</title><content type='html'>So, yet again I gave in to the Twilight mania. I blame my friend Sarah for enabling me. I bought a stupid $10 magazine simply because it had several really good posters of Rob. I'm saving the posters for when we move. Our apartment is going to look like Rob Pattinson threw up all over it. If only... (I'm not sick.) &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SlZ6DmVUDII/AAAAAAAAAVg/pkKhx-wHtZM/s1600-h/100_2264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356603009051921538" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SlZ6DmVUDII/AAAAAAAAAVg/pkKhx-wHtZM/s400/100_2264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SlZ54OMT-tI/AAAAAAAAAVY/0EnvM_1LXRg/s1600-h/100_2264.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-8136277685560815693?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8136277685560815693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/whats-wrong-with-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/8136277685560815693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/8136277685560815693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/whats-wrong-with-me.html' title='What&apos;s wrong with me?'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/SlZ6DmVUDII/AAAAAAAAAVg/pkKhx-wHtZM/s72-c/100_2264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-2359910969482726550</id><published>2009-07-08T09:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T10:02:17.739-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s sexy time'/><title type='text'>It's sexy time!</title><content type='html'>I am on time today! Woo-hoo! The pictures from Central Park always make me sad. Here is the one where Rob has just found out I was there a mere 5 months ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn.buzznet.com/media/jj1/2009/06/pattinson-attractive/robert-pattinson-not-attractive-09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://cdn.buzznet.com/media/jj1/2009/06/pattinson-attractive/robert-pattinson-not-attractive-09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"What do you mean Frances was here in February?! That's my damn luck!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-2359910969482726550?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2359910969482726550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-sexy-time.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2359910969482726550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2359910969482726550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-sexy-time.html' title='It&apos;s sexy time!'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-8231502909749838431</id><published>2009-07-06T21:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:23:53.646-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beauty'/><title type='text'>MAC wish list</title><content type='html'>Vanilla pigment&lt;br /&gt;Lots of Lipglass/plushglass&lt;br /&gt;Mineralize skinfinish natural&lt;br /&gt;Paintpots&lt;br /&gt;Eyeshadow palette&lt;br /&gt;Blush palette&lt;br /&gt;217 and 219 brushes&lt;br /&gt;Tendertones&lt;br /&gt;Browset&lt;br /&gt;Feline eye kohl&lt;br /&gt;Glitter liner&lt;br /&gt;168 brush&lt;br /&gt;212 brush&lt;br /&gt;226 brush&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-8231502909749838431?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8231502909749838431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/mac-wish-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/8231502909749838431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/8231502909749838431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/mac-wish-list.html' title='MAC wish list'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-2405172599336974671</id><published>2009-07-02T22:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T22:18:29.406-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An unhealthy Twilight fixation'/><title type='text'>A retarded Twilight realization</title><content type='html'>So, I was rummaging through my drawers today looking for a shirt to wear as pjs when I came across an old college t-shirt. And by old I mean, I just got it about a year or so ago. On this said T-shirt is a picture of a wolf and it says "Love me. Love my wolves." In case you weren't able to discern it, my school's mascot was the Wolves. Well, at least for the last two years that I went there anyway. You see, my first two years we were the Braves. And because that is considered politically incorrect, my school voted to change the mascot my junior year. And we had the opportunity to be the coolest mascot ever (IMHO) - the Phoenixes (Is that the proper way to pluralize it??). It was the choice behind the Wolves. The explanation from our president as to why this wasn't chosen - Not enough people know what a phoenix is. What the hell? Have you people never seen Harry Potter? Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other possible mascots in contention were the Fire Ants (lame), the Flamers (super lame and OBVIOUSLY opening us up to a whole plethora of jokes to rival universities), and the Wolves (the lamest as it didn't reflect the school at all). Why all of the fire-related mascots you ask? Well, at the opening gates of our school, we had a flame of knowledge that burned continuously (in theory. In reality - at random times). Kinda like JFK's eternal flame. Except not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, that was way drawn out and more info. than you needed. The point is my university's mascot was the Wolves. And it JUST dawned on me, after almost a year obsessing over Twilight how this is a totally lame and not worth mentioning connection to Twilight. I mean, my school is Team Jacob for God's sake. Why have I never put this together before? I must not be the Twi-nerd I once thought myself to be. And I am ashamed of this. It makes me wonder if other Twi-nerds at my school went all crazy when our mascot changed. I jumped on the Twilight bandwagon WAY later than most. So I know there had to be Twi-fans at my school while I was attending it. I can just see the Twi-nerds freaking when the Wolves was chosen. I wonder if it was some kind of Twi-conspiracy. Maybe the Twi-hards campaigned to get the Wolves to win. Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about all of this, I realize that it is a really, really good thing that I didn't discover Twilight until after I graduated. There is no way I would have done well in my classes if I knew about Twilight. I couldn't have devoted enough time to school. I would have spent way too much time doing all the crazy Twi-related shit I do now to actually graduate. Whew. Dodged a bullet there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post was totally retarded and poorly written. I'm sorry. But I just had this epiphany and felt the need to spew it at my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. This was intended to be funny, but I think I may have missed the mark. I can't always be brilliant and witty. I'll leave that up to Rob.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-2405172599336974671?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2405172599336974671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/retarded-twilight-realization.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2405172599336974671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2405172599336974671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/retarded-twilight-realization.html' title='A retarded Twilight realization'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-4059439649612512395</id><published>2009-07-01T10:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T10:49:49.890-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s sexy time'/><title type='text'>It's sexy time! Double dose</title><content type='html'>While parusing my various bloggys today, I came across some Remember Me set pics. I don't really like to post what everyone else already has. I like finding "vintage" pics more, but I really liked these, so I thought I'd share. Love yous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always knew he was a "pinky out" kind of guy. It's the Brit in him. This is just another example of why we are destined to be together: He likes Coke, NOT Pepsi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i06.bdbphotos.com/9L/16/0001284916-54992L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px" alt="" src="http://i06.bdbphotos.com/9L/16/0001284916-54992L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is just too precious for words. This is my favorite kind of Robpic: Fingers in the hair. Yum Yum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i08.bdbphotos.com/0L/05/0001285005-70788L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px" alt="" src="http://i08.bdbphotos.com/0L/05/0001285005-70788L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-4059439649612512395?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4059439649612512395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-sexy-time-double-dose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/4059439649612512395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/4059439649612512395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-sexy-time-double-dose.html' title='It&apos;s sexy time! Double dose'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-2493282217354549499</id><published>2009-06-30T21:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T21:27:00.510-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrity adoration'/><title type='text'>Helena Bonham Carter</title><content type='html'>Is absolutely beautiful. I love her alabaster skin and dark hair. I love her waifish figure. I love her as Mrs. Lovett. I love her when she is puffing on a cigarette. I love that she is British. I want to look like her. I want to wear dark, vintage clothes and be unusual looking. To me, she is more beautiful than any modern day supermodel. She has such a unique look and I think she is my new girl-crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theenvelope.latimes.com/media/photo/2007-12/34507949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" alt="" src="http://theenvelope.latimes.com/media/photo/2007-12/34507949.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://msp131.photobucket.com/albums/p305/pawnee_child/HelenaBonhamCarter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 460px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 560px" alt="" src="http://msp131.photobucket.com/albums/p305/pawnee_child/HelenaBonhamCarter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://filmonic.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/helena-bonham-carter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px" alt="" src="http://filmonic.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/helena-bonham-carter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://okipatrick.files.wordpress.com/2007/03/hbc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 541px" alt="" src="http://okipatrick.files.wordpress.com/2007/03/hbc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-2493282217354549499?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2493282217354549499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/helena-bonham-carter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2493282217354549499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/2493282217354549499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/helena-bonham-carter.html' title='Helena Bonham Carter'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-6635588844458667904</id><published>2009-06-30T19:52:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T21:27:46.988-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrity adoration'/><title type='text'>A new baby crush</title><content type='html'>After recently watching both Superbad and Juno, I think I have developed a baby crush on someone new. Now, you must understand that this is a BABY crush. Nowhere near what I feel for Rob. Rob is no crush. Rob is love. Rob is sex. Rob is fuckhawt (Thanks &lt;a href="http://robert-pattinson.ca/"&gt;Random Act of Rob&lt;/a&gt;). But, I just can't help but have a tiny crush on Michael Cera and it's weird because my ex-boyfriend looks kinda similar to him. Except he was an asshole. And I like to think Michael Cera is not an asshole. He seems so sweet. And he's just damn nerdy. And that I find irresistible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://electricityandlust.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/michael-cera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 595px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 475px" alt="" src="http://electricityandlust.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/michael-cera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And just so you guys don't think I am completely blasphemous, here is a sexy pic of Rob. I promise I will give you guys a double whammy tomorrow since I missed It's sexy time! last week. I'm getting really bad about that. I'm afraid RL has been quite busy lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://wouldyoutapthat.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/robert-pattinson_0_0_0x0_400x572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 398px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 572px" alt="" src="http://wouldyoutapthat.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/robert-pattinson_0_0_0x0_400x572.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pic from &lt;a href="http://robert-pattinson.ca/"&gt;Random Acts of Rob&lt;/a&gt;. (I don't mean to bite your style, you are just awesome and I spend way too much time haunting your site.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-6635588844458667904?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6635588844458667904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-baby-crush.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/6635588844458667904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/6635588844458667904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-baby-crush.html' title='A new baby crush'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9210581677849363056.post-5751070813538110563</id><published>2009-06-20T19:49:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T20:12:34.522-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rob'/><title type='text'>How to know you are delusional about Robert Pattinson...a list</title><content type='html'>So my friend Sarah and I were chatting on the phone yesterday about you know, normal stuff, like Rob's laugh, his fingers, his getting hit by a taxi. Stuff every sane person talks about and I realized just how often we come up with scenarios for how we are going to meet Rob. I will just list a few and, Sarah, if you think of any I haven't listed here feel free to list them in the comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sarah's nieces are going to be movie stars and we are going to be their make-up artists/wardrobe stylists. When they are cast on Rob's next big picture, we are naturally going to show up to take care of our beautiful clients. Rob will see me (in our scenarios it is always me because I win and Sarah will NEVER have him) and trip because he is overwhelmed by my beauty. He will hit his face on the concrete and I will run to rescue him, cleaning up his bloody lips with my tongue. (Yes, I am sick.)&lt;a href="http://www.contactmusic.com/pics/lb/twilight_premiere_5_031208/rob_pattinson_5216624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 752px" alt="" src="http://www.contactmusic.com/pics/lb/twilight_premiere_5_031208/rob_pattinson_5216624.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rob's "overwhelmed by Frances' beauty" face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I will be cast as an extra in Eclipse and the above-mentioned scenario will replay itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sarah (a famous novelist) will write the screenplay for Rob's newest movie and she will be on the set overseeing the transformation from script to screen. Rob will fall in love with the script before he is cast and become enamored with this Sarah person. When Sarah shows up on set, Rob will see her and not know who she is, but be struck by her unique beauty. He will ask, "Who is that woman?" When he learns it is THE Sarah, he will faint and I will have to resuscitate him. When he comes to, he will love me and Sarah will lose. (Ok, I am mean and selfish with Rob. I love you Sarah!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, if you have ever fantasized about one of the above scenarios, you may just be delusional about Robert Pattinson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not, though. We WILL meet and fall in love. It's fate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9210581677849363056-5751070813538110563?l=perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5751070813538110563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-to-know-you-are-delusional-about.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/5751070813538110563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9210581677849363056/posts/default/5751070813538110563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perpetualfangirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-to-know-you-are-delusional-about.html' title='How to know you are delusional about Robert Pattinson...a list'/><author><name>Perpetual fangirl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08972066411979808640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9RnJnmACF8/TNdwiZ344gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/q_cwEgTGksg/S220/100_2513.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
