Consumerism for the win!

So I added a nifty little feature to my blog...just in case anyone ever reads it -.-' 

It's called Amazon Associates and it lets me add to my posts a spiffy little link that leads to products on Amazon that I think you little darlings might be interested in.

Well I don't know about you but this excites me just a teensy bit. Hence I just couldn't WAIT to try it out. 

So here goes my first ever angst-tastic rant on this virginal new blog of mine. Though trust me many more rants on things that grind my gears will most likely follow in the future. 

Twilight, Eclipse, Breaking Dawn, Edward, Bella, Jacob.

!@#!$%@%$^#%^%$&^&^%^#%@#$!#@%!#%$!^!#$!#$~#$$!%$^@%@#%!!!!!!!!!!!!

...is all I have to say to that. The movies? Crap. The merchandise? Double crap. The screaming fan girls with their "Team Edward" and "Team Jacob" t-shirts? Oh please just kill me...

But that's not what grinds my gears. What really just makes me want to stab someone is that Stephanie Meyer is a good author. I mean, an AMAZING author. The Twilight series is a terrible storyline written for shallow middle school girls that will grow up to be fat and toothless, married to the alcoholic ex-quarterback with the beer gut. But her writing style is solid. Not just solid, it's absolutely addicting. Like the most expensive rich chocolate truffle ever made. I hated the Twilight story line, but that didn't stop me from losing sleep for weeks because I couldn't put the damn things down.

Now here's where it gets good. Stephenie Meyer wrote another book after the Twilight series. It's called The Host. And it's got twice as much of the rich delicious style the Twilight series packed into a yummy little sparkle package designed for someone with brain enough to know true art from mindless fluff. This story is FANTASTIC! It has everything: romance, intrigue, action, mystery, plot twists, and lots of good deep philosophical stuff that makes you question your own humanity. 

This book is, in a word: Art.  

Friggin read it. Just don't blame me for the temporary insomnia that ensues.

LittleSpastic Out.