I will be the first to admit that I read a lot of what some people would call trashy books. I read porny vampire romance novels, other porny vampire romance novels, and, oh yeah, Those Teen Vampire Romance Novels. To be fair, I also read well written books that contain vampires, but this post is not about those books. Nor is it about my need to branch out from vampire books.
No, this is about the Twilight series. Most specifically, New Moon. The movie is coming out in a little over a week, and I am finding myself torn. A big part of me, a part of me that my Advance Degree in English wife likes to pretend doesn't exist, totally wants to go see this movie. Not just in an "oh, I suppose I'll go see it someday and/or add it to my Netflix queue" sort of way. I want to be at the midnight showingsqueeing like I'm sixteen again. Because that is really the only way to enjoy the Twilight series books and movies.
My problem is that my local friends are Far Too Mature for this and they can't stop rolling their eyes long enough to listen to my arguments, much less read the books or see the movies. So my choices boil down to:
1) Go see the midnight showing alone, and soak up the squee-ing of the groups around me.
2) Don't go see the midnight showing, and sulk at home with one of many other vampire books.
I was leaning towards #2, but it seems like #1 is becoming more likely. Over the weekend I realized that The Wife will be out of town that night, so there will be no one at home to save me from myself and/or make fun of me. Also, the day following the midnight showing I have work that can be done from home in my pajamas, so I don't have to worry about getting up super early.
Maybe I should start asking the universe for A Sign? Or is that just a whole other kind of crazy?
