Rob's Fault

I have absolutely nothing decent or moral or rational (read:sane) to say today. I have no great pearls of wisdom (*snort* as if I ever do), I have no plans for Robstock, like last night (btw you can think RPfangirlDC and araeo for that little rant). I don't even have any craptastic pics that I half-ass photoshopped for you guys. *hangs head in shame* Nope.

You see, I saw this:

*smiles proudly* It's big, isn't it ladies?

So I'm looking at this for like 10 minutes and sighing and oohing and ahhing when it occurs to me that I should probably be working (yes, I call it work) on a post or reading o/s or making pics. But then the little me's on my shoulders started talking. The little angel me on my right shoulder jumping up and down squeeling, "look at his eyes" and the little devil on my left shoulder rubbing her hands together evilly and slowly pronouncing every word, "look - at - those - lips".

Those two have never agreed about anything my whole life and now their singing Kylie Minogue's "Can't Get You Out Of My Head" karaoke together. Sheesh!

Anyway, there is just no arguing with the two. Plus, I added a soundbyte to the computer and now everytime I left click the mouse Rob says, "candy" in the perviest voice ever and they are once again in agreement, each willing to plunge the other down a cliff to get in the car with him. I found this soundbyte and instructions at RAoR, but couldn't be bothered to leave Rob long enough to hunt for the exact page. Sorry...sorta.

Well, see what happened was I found this:

Angel me blushes saying he knows what she's thinking. Devil me says she really likes this one as she twirls handcuffs around her finger.

Then, I found this one:

And alas, they are at odds again. Angel me is convinced this is the sweetest thing she ever saw and wants to bake him cookies. Devil me swears she knows how to put the smirk back on his face...permanently.

After a few conpiratal whispers, it was decided that they wouldn't mind joining forces in their endeavors to sip margaritas and hump the leg of this wickedly angelic man. They hug each other happily muttering something about, "perfect".

So what did I accomplish today before I got caught up in Rob?

Well, the book vs. movie post at Ride the Vanquish.

araeo totally owns me with Work in Progress and her smirking, dirty talking, Dr. Cullen.

And Tina and I had the best girl talk ever about her super cool New Moon Party. Check out the invite and then hurry over to Tina's TwiObsession to hear all about her night as a newborn.