I suppose it had to end eventually...

Well, I finished Breaking Dawn and I am now prepared to rejoin the ranks those who live in society instead of shunning people like a book-obsessed hermit. Apparently I haven't been fit to be lived with lately. I'm going to have so much free time on my hands now that I don't have to hurry home every night to read for six hours at a clip. How will I fill my time? By chatting incessantly via email and Facebook with Liz in order to deconstruct every element of Breaking Dawn, obviously. I'll also be waiting for the crushing post-book depression to set in. I wonder if a vigorous re-watching of Buffy could stave that off...

Beck! Lex! Read faster so we can chat. Liz, email me!

Holy cow, China

Those were the most spectacular Opening Ceremonies I've ever seen.

Bravo.

These books are like crack. Totally addictive and about ten bucks each.

If you haven't heard from me in a while, it's because I've been shunning the company of humans in order to sequester myself in my apartment and read about vampires. So, those books that Liz recommended to me that I started reading last Monday? I'm on the fourth and final book now, and I have seriously been entertaining thoughts of taking off work so I could read all day. But I don't have that many vacation days left and I really would like to spend time with my family this Christmas. I hope they appreciate my restraint.

Becky is now reading them, too, and I think I've got Amanda interested. Join us! Join our obsession! Capitulate now!

The Dark Knight = Membership in the Kennedy Family?

First Heath Ledger ODs. Then a Dark Knight stuntman is killed testing the Bat equipment. Then Christian Bale is arrested, for what may or may not be a Russell Crowe-like incident. Now poor Morgan Freeman is in a car accident. Is it possible that working on the most recent Batman flick is akin to running for president when people want to kill you, or being president when people want to kill you, or piloting a plane in the dark when you’re really not that fabulous a pilot?

One thing’s for certain. Michael Caine needs to watch his back.

What is obsession?

Taking your book with you on a run through the McDonald’s drive thru just in case you’re sitting there for a minute or two and can squeeze in some reading.

And you know what? It’s a good thing I did!

I love Scottish people and I love drag queens and I can tell them apart.

Okay, I saw something weird today as I was driving out of Westmont. I was coming down Bucknell Street and there were two men walking down the street, each wearing a hiking pack on their backs. This was not unusual. There are lots of trails in the woods around there. But one of the men was wearing a skirt. Now before you get all, "Ali, that's something we like to call a kilt, and you should be more tolerant of Scottish heritage," let me explain that this was not a kilt. This was a skirt. And I am very tolerant of Scottish heritage, so stop judging me! This was a short, pleated skirt, similar to something a Catholic school girl would wear. Except made of camouflage material. And he was just hiking down the street as though he wasn't making his first small step toward transvestitism. Can someone explain that to me? His friend seemed fine with it, but I don't know, now I'm wondering if he didn't have on some ladies' underthings under those hiking shorts.

Quotations from a Phase 10 game…

This week Uncle John and Aunt Vicki are visiting from Dallas and they brought Zach with them. So last night Zach, Melis, Alexa, and I were playing Phase 10, and perhaps you can tell how the game went from some of the quotes that were tossed around:

“How could you skip me? I’m a whole phase behind all of you! A whole phase behind! You have no respect for logic!”

“You’re skipping me? Well, I have a long memory.”

“Whoa Zach, you’ve got two 11s there. And you need a 5. And an 8. Did anybody scrutinize the last run he laid down?”

“Alexa! That’s the second time I’ve been one card away from the most hideous phase of the game that I hate the most!”

“See that face? That’s her face of non-remorse.”

“How many skips do you have? Are you slipping him skip cards under the table?”

“I don’t want to hear it, Texas!”

“I can’t stand Allison.”