she loves boys who sparkle
I have a friend and she's got it bad. Real bad. She manages to keep it together for appearance's sake, but it's not good at all. She has this thing for Twilight.
A little school-girlish? A tad. But in a delightful way... and I can only say this with a straight face because when Veto is out of town, I like to wear my Rick Springfield pyjamas. So I understand her a bit.
But Dr. Noah Drake is past his heyday and the fuss today is all about Rob. Robmania has hold of my friend Jenn in the worst way. Even Dr. Drake wouldn't be able to cure her.
Little Ed can be counted on to pop out of her pocket at every occasion. Charm bracelet assembly lines. Cupcake baking marathons and yes, indeed, he will join us at the movie on Sunday. Let it be said that Loopy (who affectionately calls Jenn "the Twi-Mom") and I only agreed to see the movie because we want the chance to see it with Jenn. We all have obligations on Thursday night (Cheerios practice) and Lecia's event takes place this weekend (perhaps Little Ed would like a cupcake?) and so Sunday night it is.
We anticipate Jenn to be a quivering mass of hysteria. We are packing supplies: hydration, sustenance, first aid supplies, video camera, and a change of pants and diapers. Friends, it will be a sight to behold.
In the meantime, if anyone dare says that Jenn isn't the biggest fan of Twilight in our fair city, I will... cupcake them. And if they claim that she is indeed the biggest Twilight fan in our city... I will... cupcake them. This means you, Rambin' Dave. It's a contest sponsored by a local radio station. If you think Jenn deserves to win, visit Dave's blog and let him know.