Cory & I were marveling at the delusions of grandeur of a 14 year old girl at church. She spent all of Wednesday night talking Twilight to me & kept swearing that vampires were real and she's head over heels in love with Edward.
She also got into a lengthy, rather spirited, debate over who would win in a fight: Edward Cullen or Edward Scissorhands. (Edward Cullen hands down, duh. I mean..I love Edward Scissorhands just as much as the next girl but wasn't he kind of a wuss. Plus he kinda shuffled everywhere in slow motion. My Edward would have him down in the ground in no time flat).
Well I'm here to say that I'm just as horrible. In a fit of pregnancy induced insomnia last night I laid in bed imagining what it would be like to be Robert's one & only true love. We would've met in England, of course, where I was running my own very successful bakery. He'd come in to try a cupcake & fall hopeless in love with me.
Fast forward to the Tyra Banks show. He'd tell her that..no thank you, he can't bite her neck. While his beautiful amazing orgasmic girlfriend isn't the jealous type, hers is the only neck he'll ever bite.
And there you have it....I'm just as awful as that 14 year old girl. Good grief. But we have to stay young somehow, don't we?
& a side note: Cory admitted to me last night that he thought Alice was hot.