In just a few short minutes, I will find myself in a movie theater watching the saga of a certain vampire, human and werewolf transpire. I'm going to enjoy the company of my best girlfriends, one of whom is due with her newest baby bun at any moment.
I find it best to bend the the whims of the pregnant, therefore, I'm going. I'm also dragging my friend Mrs. Marcus who may or may not scream, "FIRE!!!" as the credits start just so she can leave.
(Quoting here,) "We're not really going to that STUPID movie, are we??"
"Yes, Mrs. Marcus, we are, and we are going for Rocky-Babe-Boa who will beat us up with her superhuman pregnant mama strength if we even hint that we don't want to see it. So we will suck it up."
To be perfectly honest, I slept through the first movie, can't remember if I saw the second one, and I know that before number three I took a Valium (not for recreation, because I'd just had surgery or something,) and therefore three stands out in my memory as the best movie ever made. Trust me, if you've ever taken a couple Valium, you know what I'm talking about. That same day I also told my doctor a story that ended with me saying, "At least I didn't get shot!!"
You can see why I would have thought Eclipse was the best movie ever.
So, if you are tucked in for the night, don't be jealous that I get to watch Kristin Stewart mouth breathe for the next two hours.
....where did I put that Valium??