So apparently not only is our local T.G.I.Friday’s not equipped to accept the company’s “Give Me More Stripes” cards, but their receipts don’t even print with the required information for you to go online and get your points that way. I’m so glad I signed up now. *twitch*

I need to wash my hair. But I’m having a tired-and-blue day, so guess what’s not getting done.

….I have a whole list of things that aren’t getting done, actually.

Saw a picture of Dakota Fanning as Jane for…whichever Twi-movie it is that has the Volturi. Volturri? Vol–look, I don’t know, okay, the books aren’t good enough for me to care about the crazy defacto vamp leader sect. All I know is she’s playing the scary girl who can hurt people with her mind, and that is a really really good thing that I don’t have that power, because there would be a whole lot of hurt in the world. Also, she seems to be growing out of the creepy cartoon girl look pretty well. And I’m sure she’ll do a fine job, because the Fannings can Act (which will probably make her stick out like a sore thumb, but whatever, like anyone’s watching that shit for the acting), but um…wasn’t Jane supposed to be like, 9? Or is Stephenie Meyer so bad that she somehow gives the impression of characters being younger than they are? And I wouldn’t even care, except Bella’s creeped out by Jane from first sight. I remember that much. And if Jane’s suddenly 15, then…how exactly is gothy sophomore — which, I’m sorry, is totally how the promo image feels — going to be creepy to a girl who’s in love with the stalkery undead and best buddies with the newly furry?

The worst part is, my pondering makes it sound like I’m a fan or something. Not so much. I don’t hate it, but then I only read the first two books. And Cleo’s recaps, which are both hysterical and horrifying.

Actually, y’know what, I’m wrong, The worst part is that I know that unless Tonner completely fucks him up, when they finally do Jacob, I’m gonna be wanting that like cake. Red velvet cake with chocolate ice cream and strawberries, even.