Come on, you knew it was coming. Ever since Sam first mentioned it to me, I've been morbidly curious about the series. And after Jenna mentioned it to me-- well, for Jenna and Sam to both recommend the same book to me? That's kind of a weird thing in itself. Then I hear about it from Corri, and... well then. That's something else entirely. (While I kind of expect Jenna and Corri to have similar taste in books, I don't expect it from Jenna AND Corri AND Sam.)
Ryan didn't like it, which only fueled my curiosity further.
Well, Sam was kind enough to introduce me to the site Encyclopedia Dramatica, when he linked me to the notoriously awful fan fiction My Immortal. It's so bad that the EnDra page has "Abandon Hope All Ye Who Enter" at the very top. Kehehe! Anyway, he basically dared me to read it all the way through. So I did. And then I started fooling around on EnDra. First I looked up Mary Sue, which had a curious link: "Sparkles where there shouldn't be sparkles." I was like, "What the hell? Sparkles?" So I clicked, thinking "sparkles" was some new internet term with which I was unfamiliar.
I got linked to the EnDra review for Twilight. It was just... wow. At the end of the synopsis (which has since been revised, but the point remains the same), it said, "TL;DR? See My Immortal." And I just started laughing. The review itself was just so cruel and made Twilight look so utterly horrible that now, I just had to read it.
So, I did the stupid thing: I went to WalMart and bought both Twilight and New Moon, intending to return after reading. Here's the stupid part (even dumber than the fact that I could have just gotten it on e-book): I have this long habit of throwing away receipts. Um. Yeah. I kind of did that.
Anyway--and I promise this is relevant--I have a concert to go to tonight. The tickets are for a mosh pit, so I'll have to be bright-and-shiny all day and night (I have to get up early to get to the train station on time). I went to bed at like 8:00 after deliberately over-feeding myself, hoping I'd fall into an all-night food coma. Not so. My usual habit is to go to bed at like three in the morning and get up sometime around noon or later. Me, asleep at midnight? It's not happening. I did get to sleep sometime around 8:30, but then I woke up at exactly midnight to use the -- er, to get a drink-- and I've been up since then. I was pacing restlessly in my mind: What to do, what to do? I can't sleep... So I downed half a can of Vienna sausages and a package of Hostess Zingers, hoping to put myself in a food coma again. Ha. Not happening.
Then, despite all my perfectly good library books, which are due sometime next week, I got the urge to start reading Twilight. Wow. See what nocturnalism and junk food will do to a perfectly good mind? Or maybe it's the fact that I finally gave in to Internet Society's urges and started role-playing...
So I went out into the living room and picked up the book, brand spanking new paperback on my bookshelf, not rumpled and dog-eared somewhere on my bedroom floor like most of my books. I'm on page 9 so far, and I've been sort of "talking" to the book by annotating it, like a companion. Yes. I'm that lonely. Bella doesn't seem like a total dipshit so far, but I guess that only comes in when she falls in love with Edward... (Now she's only half-a-dipshit. I mean, voluntarily moving to a town she hates and then complaining about it? Really?)
