sweet sweet success
Friday, October 9, 2009
Jam Wedding
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Holy Mary. It's an new video!
I am a huge Death Cab for Cutie fan. Not only are they great musicians but they're from the PacNor. I have to love them unless I'd be booted. So imagine my excitement when I found out that they would be contributing to the New Moon soundtrack. No more Perry Farrell, Yeah! The video features some new footage and is my new favorite song. Without further ado here is Death Cab for Cutie's song Meet me at the Equinox
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
cool rider
As I was perusing some pictures of Bella and Jacob working on the motorcycles. I was reminded of a nagging feeling no matter the number of times I have seen these pictures every time I see them I can’t help but sing “Cool Rider” from Grease 2. Which makes me wonder if they’ll break into singing “Who’s that guy” when Jacob shows up at the school in Eclipse.
It could just be the Liza Minelli in me but I would love a good musical number. It would certainly add a little jazz to the story. (Rim shot). And for fun here is Michelle Phieffer in Grease 2. The most underated musical sequel. (Open for interpretation.)
He came out of the darkness in the middle of the night,
Blazing like a mother with a fist of dynamite.
Blazing like a mother with a fist of dynamite.
BellCob Kiss
When I read the almost kiss in New Moon I was overjoyed that the phone ran. As much as I admire Jacob for his gumption I knew it wasn't meant to be. Bella and Edward belonged together. Otherwise the story wouldn't make much sense and Bella would be a little heart breaker(Youre a heartbreaker, Dream maker, love taker,Dont you mess around with me!) I was furious with her in Eclispe. (Really ya skank?) I got over it eventually but I still was annoyed with her. The point of my post is that I am seeing some photographic evidence of a kiss in New Moon.
This is not Kosher
This is Hebrew National
There cannot be a kiss in New Moon. The kiss must be saved for that heart wrenching tent scene. The whole point of the kiss was that is would be their first consensual kiss. (On a side note how Bella fell for the martyr act is beyond me. I am quite cynical though.)Jacob makes a point to say "That should have been our first kiss." Hello! Melissa Rosenberg I'm talking to you. I promise to go bat shit crazy if there is a kiss for BellCob. That of course does not mean that I won't see it over and over again until Mr. Sorrow cuts be off. (Wouldn't be the first time) My point being do not let there be a kiss or you will be facd with this....
This is how Marie Antoinette went down
Viva La Resistance!
So I'm begging the powers that be please with a little R.Patz on top do not let BellCob kiss in New Moon. I will be eternally grateful.
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
confession time
Hello Older Lover
I had seen Robert Pattinson in Harry Potter and doubted Cedric Diggory could pull off the darkness of Twilight. Edward was tortured and kinda creepy at times. I couldn't imagine him as sexy enough. And then I started looking into pictures of him. Such as these.
Sorry Damon Salvatore Robward wins.
Then I saw the movie. When you looked at Bella like you were going to tear out her throat I fell in love. I hadn't felt my heart skip like that since JTT was on the cover of Tiger Beat.
Hello my first boy toy lover
After some excessive twilighting research I was hooked. I am officially Team Rob. He won me over Body and soul and squee's. So as an apology to Rob (Because I know he is heartbroken by my admission. Here is a tribute to the wonderfulness that is Robert Pattinson.
You're welcome.
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The canoe journey faux pas
I work for a local tribe in Washington State not too far from Forks and LaPush. Recently the tribes had their yearly canoe jouney where they all travel by canoe to different host reservations. I was working in the first aid booth and a young man came in to get himself fixed up. I asked him about himself. He told me he was from the Quilute Reservation. Without thinkig I say. "Oh My God like Jacob!" He looked at me rolled his eyes and said. "No, not like Jacob. We're not werewolves." I hung my head as I was just told by a twelve year old. Frickin Fantastic. I try very hard to appear to be a well rounded and intelligent twenty something woman. And then I show my true colors.
This easily could be me. Only I don't own boots that cool. Damn.
Try as I might to talk about different subject such as sports. (Apparently there was some controversy with Brett Farve a year ago. I just realized last night) I can't help but compare everything to Twilight. My mom recently spotted a bear prowling her neighborhood. Mind you she lives in a residential development. There is no reason a bear would be strolling down the streets. Instead of offering a cry of shock I said.
"Maybe it was the super bear. Better bring some honey."
She looked at me and shook her head. "Twilight?"
"No" I cried before sheepishly looking down "New Moon."
Busted.
Not the super bear
I'm not sure I should just admit that I have no other interests or try to go on pretending that I have seen the light of day since September of 2008. It's a tough call. One thing I know for sure is I am completely, unconditionally and irrevocably obsessed with Twilight.
Short but sweet. Just like Alice
Here's where to buy it.
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Who am I?
- Rosalie Linnea
- Pacific Northwest, WA, United States
- The (Somewhat) true tales of twenty something northwest woman obsessed with Twilight, Pageants and various shallow things.
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This is just the rantings of a woman who is slightly crazy. Obviously I am a bit narcissistic. I have obsessive tendencies toward a multitude of teenage directed materials. I should grow up already-but alas, here I am.
This is just the rantings of a woman who is slightly crazy. Obviously I am a bit narcissistic. I have obsessive tendencies toward a multitude of teenage directed materials. I should grow up already-but alas, here I am.