Well hello Mr Pattinson, is that a walking cane in your trousers or are you happy to see me-back off you other beyatches...
Oh bugger sorry this is about Eclipse, tangents remember, I go off on them sigh...
Anyway as you know I'm off work at the moment following getting my back done; thank you to everyone for the kind wishes, emails, etc. It seems to have gone well, I am getting muscle spasms but its a bit like when you go to the dentist and they give you novocaine and ater when it wears off your lip sort of feels half there, half not. I'm also having to realise I can sit properly now and don't have to be a contortionist. It's weird but you do forget how to sit properly lol.
Ooops CFF, sidetracked again! Right well it's all about Eclipse this week and have you seen those pictures of the Cullen Crew-Oh my, how wrong can those wardrobe people be?
Look meaningful, mournful, fuck it just try to look cool in the wigs guys...FAIL
Oompa loompa doompadee doo, I've got the perfect puzzle for you-What the fuck is going on with wardrobe???
They look like a catalogue shoot for denim express or something. I keep expecting Carlisle to put his hand above his eyes and point off in the distance meaningfully and whats with the hair. I feel so sorry for Jasper/Jackson. It's a crying shame. Although by the colour job some witty fan has done he could well be in the next Willy Wonka film!
Right, Eclipse, I'm getting there already, I've been absent you know, verbal diarrhoea backs up!!
He kissed me again, and kept going until my heart was racing and my skin was flushed.
"Look, Edward," I murmured, my voice wheedling, when he paused to kiss the palm of my hand. "I said I would marry you, and I will. I promise. I swear. If you want, I'll sign a contract in my own blood."
"Not funny," he murmured against the inside of my wrist.
"What I'm saying is this - I'm not going to trick you or anything. You know me better than that. So there's really no reason to wait. We're completely alone -- how often does that happen? -- and you've provided this very large and confortable bed..."
Phwoar...well what shall we make happen next...to bump uglies or not to bump uglies...that is the question...Shakespeare woulda been so proud of me pmsl