Yes. It's less than 3 hours until the damn movie is finally out. I. Can't. Wait.

Can I tell you how I have prepared for this shining moment in my life? I bought a TEAM EDWARD t-shirt. I don't care if it's stupid. Everyone needs to know where I stand. Yes, Jacob is hot but he is a dog. Literally. You can have your big smelly mutt, I'll just keep my pale bloodsucker.

It hard to believe I'd never even considered reading any of the Twilight books less than a month or so ago. That's what learning someone might turn down a multi-million dollar book deal will do to you. And if it was a scam - it worked. I bought Twilight and by the time I was half way through I'd bought the remaining three. And bookworm that I am, I am now re-reading all of them. Even though it's been less than thirty days.

I have a lot of time on my hands since I'm still dealing with the badge replacement debacle which is keeping me from my shift down at the USO. I don't want to talk about it. I get all bitchy and shit just thinking about the THREE WEEKS I've been away. Probably I'll have to train all over again because I won't remember where anything goes. Sigh. I'm gonna stop because I can feel my cheeks burning already.

Side Note: If you have a Mi Cocina in your neck of the woods, I can't possibly say enough about the magical wonder of the Mambo Taxi. I do know two things:

1. By the time you drink the second one, quite possibly you might be dancing the Mambo. Not that I know from experience or anything...

2. You definitely need the Taxi. Again, not that I know...

Okay and here's a 3rd one...by the time I'm done with one, I can't feel my lips. They are amazing.

So, I'm marking off the hours until I can wear my TEAM EDWARD shirt and counting the minutes until I see him playing that piano.

So what if he's the bad guy?

P.S. It's cold here in town tonight. Wind is blowing like crazy and I have my heater on 80. It shouldn't get cold in Dallas. Not that it matters, I just thought I should explain the post title since it has no relevance on the post. Idiot.

Another P.S. If Utah calls me one more time about the amazing time she had at the NKOTB concert I'm going to scream. Stop rubbing it in already. I know Donnie's hot. I know Jordan has great abs. I know Joey is funny. BECAUSE YOU ALREADY TOLD ME. SIX TIMES. Stop. Please.