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Thursday, April 30, 2009

Robert Pattinson Imitating Art

Well.
I watched HTB twice.
It was really all I could do
without those annoying people
known as my family
interrupting me.
Asking me silly inane questions.

"What the HELL are you watching?"

"Who the HELL is that geeky guy?"

If you think about it.
The fact that the average
everyday person
who isn't a fan of Rob's

(Yeah, I know... impossible to imagine)

Can look at Art
in "How To Be"
and not recognize
Robert Pattinson...
Only goes to how deeply
Rob can immerse himself
into a character...
How he totally gives everything

' To Be'

I loved the movie.
Honestly?
Of course I watched it because of
Robert.
But.
It's both sad and amusing
watching Art
bumble through his life...
Trying to figure out
why he is so unhappy.

Art is adorable and sweet.
And I laughed...
and I sighed.
But it was worth it.


Rob has long hair in this movie...
Not the bronze perfection of Edward Cullen.
Rob dresses a bit shabbily
wearing the same clothes over and over...
Not the well dressed style of Edward Cullen.

But as you watch
"How To Be"
You get the feeling that
Art is much closer to how Rob really is.
Not caring about his hair...his clothes...
interested in his music.


One of the best scenes in the movie
is where Art and his friends are in a pub...
and they are just talking and drinking.
But Rob is laughing so hard...
His smile lights up the whole damn screen.

I could watch him laugh
all damn day.
Maybe I will.


It's Robert...
Imitating Art.


Bye for now



Wednesday, April 29, 2009

How To Be Robert Pattinson



Art: Mum, Dad, This is Dr. Ellington.
He's going to make me be more normal.
He's very, very famous.
Very, very successful.
~How To Be (2008)~

"How To Be" overload today.
The movie is available on IFC
for $6.99
I got the "How To Be" soundtrack in the mail today.

No.

I didn't get one that was signed.
As fucking if.

God, Rob is so damn adorable in this movie.

See?
He doesn't have to be Edward Cullen

(not that there's anything wrong with that)

He's beautiful and wonderful
being all adorkable and sweet.
I still want to watch him...
even without the lipstick
the bouffant
and the peacoat.
He's still beautiful.
To me.

And no, I'm not going to break out in song...
although it was kinda tempting....
but lame all the same.

Anyway.

I plan on watching
"How To Be"
at least twice today...
and I'm gonna see how many
I can squeeze into tomorrow.
Is there such a thing
as too much
Robert Pattinson?
Is there ever
Enough?
Didn't think so.
Bye for now







Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Dream a Little Dream...

Edward stood over me,
still protective,
still not breathing.

Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 2, p.32

I had another dream about Rob last night.
You would think
that if I am going to dream
about the most
gorgeous, charming, lovable man...
that the dream would at least
be something Unicorn inducing.
But nooooooooooo...
Not me.
Never me.
I was at some huge party.
There were a lot of people.
I saw that Rob was there...
surrounded by a few friends.
I didn't do anything,
but watch (and admire)
from afar.
But then...
more people started noticing
Rob.
And people started screaming...
and chasing after him.
And I was on this balcony...
Watching it all unfold.
Then I was yelling
"Run, Rob... Run!!!"
And Rob tried to get away...
but he became quickly surrounded.
I heard myself yelling again...
"LEAVE HIM ALONE!"
He looked up at me...
into my eyes...
He smiled.
And I woke up.
Yeah.
Thanks.
Bye for now

Monday, April 27, 2009

Robert Pattinson Does "Bad Things"

I don't have much to say today.

I'm having a "Love" day.

It's a term from "A Life Extraordinary" FanFic

(great FF...highly recommend it)

It's sort of a day where your feelings of love for someone are so intense...

Your passion is so overwhelming...

That you can't think of anything else. Anyone else.

You are consumed by your emotions for that person.

You can't get close enough. You can never be satisfied...

So...Yeah. I'm having a "Love" day for Robert Pattinson.

I wish it was something I could control...

But, alas... my heart doesn't listen to me.

It mocks me... teases me.

Anyway.

I wanted to post Trixie's FANTASTIC video "Bad Things"

It is one of the BEST Rob videos out there. Sincerely.

Great pictures... Beautiful videos... Perfect song.

Excellent. Brilliant. Perfection.

I can watch it over and over again. And I do.

YouKnowILoveYouTrixie.com

Bye for now


Friday, April 24, 2009

Heart Burn

Enough.
It was difficult to pull my hand back,
to stop myself from moving closer
to her than I already was.
A thousand different possibilities
ran through my mind in an instant--
a thousand different ways to touch her.
The tip of my finger tracing the shape of her lips.
My palm cupping under her chin.
Pulling the clip from her hair
and letting it spill out across my hand.
My arms winding around her waist,
holding her against the length of my body.
Enough.

Edward Cullen, Midnight Sun, Chapter 12, p. 252


So many thoughts are going through my head today.
All the media hype about New Moon.
Seeing Rob...
as Edward.
It's like someone is giving my heart...
an 'Indian rug burn'...
or a 'snakebite'
do you remember those?
Someone takes your arm...
and twists it in two directions.
That's how it feels.
Exactly.
ET had an interview with Rob last night...
How do I love thee?
Just let me hear you speak.
Let me see you pull your fingers through your hair.
Let me see you laugh...
Yeah...

Keep twisting.
Cuz it fucking

BURNS.


Bye for now


Thursday, April 23, 2009

Being Robert Pattinson

It would always be that way for me, too.
I would always love this fragile human girl,
for the rest of my limitless existence.
I gazed at her unconscious face,
feeling this love for her
settle into every portion of my stone body.

Edward Cullen, Midnight Sun, Chapter 5, p. 109

I'm all about Edward today.
Well, let's be honest.
I'm always about Edward.
Edward is where this whole thing started.
I read the words that Stephenie Meyers wrote...
and fell head over heels in love.
With a fictional character.
Yeah. That's right.
I said LOVE.
Sometimes I feel that I have to go back
to Edward...
To figure out my feelings
my obsession...
with Rob.
Edward is perfection to me.
I love his POV in
Midnight Sun...
His thoughts
his feelings.
The very things he hides from Bella.
Not only is Edward
beautiful...
He's passionate
He's brilliant.
His love for Bella...
Eclipses everything else.
I love how protective he is,
I love his possessiveness.
My favorite passages in the books
are the ones where
Edward declares Bella
to be 'MINE'...
Where his intense desire
to acquire everything that is Bella
dominates his thoughts...
His soul.
He can't be close enough to Bella.
He can never be satiated...
Always wants more.
Rob has fulfilled my Edward desires.
He is the nearest thing
to Edward that exists.
I cannot imagine another man...
portraying Edward.
Robert IS Edward.
But I sometimes wonder...
if another actor had gotten the role...
would I feel the same way about him?
At first I thought I would.
Because being Edward
*My* Edward
is all I ask.
But Robert Pattinson...
you see...
has made me love him...
for just being
Robert Pattinson.
All the interviews...
where he is so charming...
so witty and honest.
So modest and unaffected.
So clueless to his own glorious beauty.
How thoughtful he is...
and how much he cares about acting
and his music...
All of those things...
made me love
Robert Pattinson.
But without Edward.
I would never have found Rob.
And I can't imagine
what my life would be like...
without him.
Or Edward.
I love them both....
Together
and separately.
I love them both.
Bye for now

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

1 Degree of Robert Pattinson...

I didn't have to look to know who it was;
this was a voice I would know anywhere—
know, and respond to,
whether I was awake or asleep…
or even dead, I'd bet.
The voice I'd walk through fire for—
or, less dramatically,
slosh every day through the cold and endless rain for.
Edward.

Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 1, p.4

More GQ outtakes.
Everytime I look at these pictures...
I can't get over how
SAD
Rob looks.
His eyes...
Oh Lord... his eyes.
Anyway.
I had some stuff rolling around in my head...
silly, inane bullshit for the most part.

1. Robert Pattinson
He's always in my head.
As much as I try to get away from him...
I know it's impossible.
I don't even seem to be able to have
a rational response to all the pictures
and videos that are released on a daily basis.
I'm beyond connecting my thoughts
to any form of coherent communication.
I'm broken.

2. The rumors.
Yes.
The rumors are rampant about Nikki/Rob
Kristen/Rob...
And it only goes to show that people
will believe whatever suits them.
One gossip site claims that
Rob/Kristen are totally together.
That Nikki is just a leech trying to
capitalize on her friendship with both of them.
Another gossip site...
claims SOURCES are saying
that Nikki/Rob are friends with 'benefits'
and that the studio
is trying to curtail photo ops
of Kristen/Oregano.
Because the "Twi-hards"
couldn't handle her and her boyfriend.
HUH?
I'm incredibly sick of all the bullshit.
While I might like to speculate on Robs love-life...
I find all the lies and innuendo
completely tedious.
Every move gets analyzed.
Every look.
Enough already.

3. Creepy stalking fans.
All these pictures show up online...
Showing 'fans' who just 'happen'
to bump into the cast...
especially Rob.
Um...
Why is it that it looks like its the same
lameass chicks?
We aren't just talking Vancouver.
I mean...
these scary creepy chicks
show up EVERYwhere.
Seriously.
I think Rob and the cast
need a restraining order against these stalkers.
I'm scared for Rob.
Lunatics like that...
obviously don't know boundaries...
or don't care.
Back the fuck off.

4. Robert Pattinson.
I can sometimes go for a while...
without thinking about him.
A few stolen moments...
here and there.
When my life intrudes on my fantasy.
But there is always something...
to bring my thoughts back to Rob.
Everything comes back to Rob.
6 degrees of Robert Pattinson.
but its more like...
1 degree.
It never fluctuates much farther.

Bye for now


Tuesday, April 21, 2009

While My Guitar Gently Weeps...

I was out for a drink in a Soho bar
The air was smoked out liked a cheap cigar
She rose out of her seat like a painted ghost
She was the woman that I wanted the most
As she reached for my arm I gave her my hand
I said 'Lay me down easy let me understand'
Let me sign, let sign, can't fight the devil so just let me sign.

I was out driving today.

Doing the things that I do.

And, of course...

I was listening to track 10.

You know what I am talking about...don't you?

I listen to track 10 extremely loud.

Because I want to hear every strum of the guitar...

His every word...

that he sings with that voice...

that voice that just fills me up.

it touches every part of me.

But his guitar...

the way his fingers hit the strings

the way they can make me feel...

So much emotion in his guitar playing.

So much of himself.

One of the reasons I love his music so much

is how intimate it is.

How I can actually feel close to him...

when he is sharing his song...

And Van Morrison's

"I'll be your lover, too"

Hands down my favorite song that Rob sings.

God.

What is it about his voice...

that it just burrows deep into my soul...

twisting and turning

painful, yet glorious.

Derry down green
Color of my dream
A dream that's daily coming true.
And ohhh when the day is through
I will come to you and tell you of
Your many charms

It's best to listen to

Rob sing with headphones on...

Where you can catch his breath

and hear him laugh quietly...

Feel the anguish

The despair...The passion.

Feel the music.

I ain't got no fight in me
In this whole damn world
So hold off
She should hold off
It's the one thing that I've known

Once I put my coat on
I coming out in this all wrong
She standing outside holding me
Saying oh please
I'm in love


I'm in love

Bye For Now



Monday, April 20, 2009

If You Want Me To... I Will.

Who knows how long I've loved you...
You know I love you still.
Will I wait a lonely lifetime?
If you want me to...
I will.


For if I ever saw you...
I didn't catch your name.
But it never really mattered...
I will always feel the same.


Love you forever and forever
Love you with all my heart.
Love you whenever we're together...
Love you when we're apart.


And when at last I find you
Your song will fill the air.
Sing it loud so I can hear you...
Make it easy to be near you...
For the things you do
Endear you to me.
Oh you know
I will.
I Will.



Sunday, April 19, 2009

You Say Goodbye... And I Say Hello.

I was halfway asleep, maybe more,
when I realized what his kiss had reminded me of: last spring,
when he’d had to leave me to throw James off my trail,
Edward had kissed me goodbye,
not knowing when—or if—we would see each other again.
This kiss had the same almost painful edge
for some reason I couldn't imagine.
Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 2, p.52






Friday, April 17, 2009

8 Seconds to Robert Pattinson...

I promise that this will be the last time you’ll see me.
I won’t come back.
I won’t put you through anything like this again.
You can go on with your life
without any more interference from me.
It will be as if I’d never existed.

Edward Cullen, New Moon, Chapter 3, p.71
This is one of my favorite pictures of Rob.
I feel like this is the closest
to who he really is.
I bet that a lot of people
would look at that picture...
and not even know who it was.
Of course, those people are idiots...
but I digress.
There is this thing I've read about...
where the average male
thinks about sex...
like every 8 seconds or something like that.
That's kinda how much
I think about Rob.
Every 8 seconds.
So...
Rob is like sex to me.
Makes sense.
Yeah...it makes sense
if you are an obsessed lunatic.
Every 8 seconds.
Rob.
OK...I had typed
'every 8 sexonds'
No shit.
Is that a typo?
Or a Freudian slip?
Rob.
Well...
the 'c' and the 'x'
are right next to each other
on the keyboard.
So it could most definitely
be a typo.
Rob.
But then again...
my fucking brain
obviously never fucking stops
(every 8 motherbitching seconds)
thinking about Robert.
So...
I could very naturally
assume that
Sex and Rob...
would come to mind.
Hmmm.
Rob.
Am I overthinking this?
Well...
YES!
It's what I fucking do!
Think...
Rob.
Think...
and fucking THINK again!
So where the hell was I?
Oh yeah.
Rob.
It's been 8 seconds...
Robert.
No wonder my heart and my mind
are always so overwhelmed.
8 seconds of peace.
Rob.
Bye for now


Thursday, April 16, 2009

Let's Give Them Something to Talk About...


"Edward and I had been together too long now
to be an object of gossip anymore."

Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 1, p.12


People are talkin, talking bout people
I hear them whisper, you wont believe it
They think were lovers kept under covers
I just ignore it, but they keep saying
We laugh just a little too loud
We stand just a little too close
We stare just a little too long
Maybe they're seeing, something we don't, darlin

There is always so much being said
about Robert.
What he's wearing,
how he smells,
how out of control his hair is...
and of course...
Who Rob is
"doing"
I'm sure he's been connected to
every female costar on Twilight.
I'm even sure he's been dating
anyone that has been in a proximity
of about 5 feet.
Anyone whose direction his eyes are looking...
Anyone female.
Now...
I will admit to being what
people call...
a Rob/Kristen 'shipper'.
And I just recently found out
what the hell a
'shipper' was.
It means that I'm all for
a relationSHIP
between Rob and Kristen.
And yeah... I'm one of those.
I've discussed this before...
no need to rehash.
But in all seriousness...
(well... as serious as you can be discussing gossip)
There are 2 distinct types of gossipers
A. The type (like me) who just gets a giggle
out of all the hilarious and far-fetched
scenarios that gossip sites come up with.
The type who likes to speculate on who Rob
is possibly seeing...
likes discussing the what/why/how
of new pictures
and new possibilities.
See... I fucking adore Robert Pattinson.
I'm interested in his love life.
Not because I'm jealous
and hell...
I'm not delusional enough to think
that he will someday be with me.
I just find Robert interesting...
so I like speculating on who he finds
interesting.
Pretty simple.
Pretty basic.
But then you get the
B. These chicks believe everything they read.
They comment endlessly about all the gossip sites.
They scrutinize every picture...
every word.
They even fool themselves into thinking...
that they KNOW Rob...
that they know what he would
or wouldn't do.
How he thinks.
What he feels.
And that..
That is fucking scary.
And then I start to wonder...
What does Rob think about all this gossip?
Does he blow it off?
Does it bother him on any level?
Does he laugh his ass off?
Does he basically ignore all that bullshit?
I hope so.
I hope he laughs at how ridiculous it's all become.
Because I prefer that to letting it bother him.
Laughing is good.
Be happy, Rob.
I feel so foolish, I never noticed
You'd act so nervous, could you be falling for me?
It took a rumor to make me wonder
Now I'm convinced I'm going under
Thinking bout you every day
Dreaming bout you every night
Hoping that you feel the same way
Now that we know it, lets really show it, darlin

Bye for now


Tuesday, April 14, 2009

A Couple of Things...

I've been having a few random thoughts today...
So I thought I would put them down here.
1. I use a lot of pictures on this blog.
I own none of them.
Now, I realize that this is a
teeny tiny
itsy bitsy
eeny meeny
little blog...
But I just wanted to point out the fact
that I use other peoples pictures.
I don't do it for any gain...
Or because I want to take credit...
I do it because they are beautiful
and because they are of
Robert Pattinson.
2. There is an article/interview going around online...
Holly Conway
who works at a radio station in Canada...
ran into Rob at a restaurant
and got a chance to talk to him
It's a wonderful story.
Here is the link...
I highly recommend listening/reading her story.

The point I'm trying to make here is this...
She has done...
what I wish *I* could do.
She got a chance to not only meet Rob...
but she got to talk to him...
and he listened.
And he looked at her
and answered her questions.
And he remembered her name...
and touched her shoulder...
and he was so Rob....
being all charming and sweet...
and beautiful...
And Holly and Rob had an actual
conversation.
Outside of the time involved
(well, yeah...I would want more than a few minutes)
That is my dream.
I know I could easily hate Holly...
Knowing what I know...
about her doing what she did...
But I don't.
I admire her.
Not only because she met Rob..
but because she was thoughtful
and considerate of him...
and asked him intelligent questions.
But she also kept her word.
She promised not to publish
the picture of her and Rob.
And she didn't.
Thank you, Holly.
For doing the right thing.
For taking care of Robert.
For treating Rob...
like he deserves to be treated.
Thank You.

Bye for now


Never Can Say Goodbye...


As much as I struggled not to think of him,
I did not struggle to forget.
I worried—late in the night,
when the exhaustion of sleep deprivation
broke down my defenses—
that it was all slipping away.
That my mind was a sieve,
and I would someday not be able to remember
the precise color of his eyes,
the feel of his cool skin,
or the texture of his voice.
I could not think of them,
but I must remember them.
Because there was just one thing
that I had to believe to be able to live—
I had to know that he existed.
That was all.
Everything else I could endure.
So long as he existed.

Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 4, p.116

Monday, April 13, 2009

Please Mister Postman... Look and See, is There a Letter in Your Bag for Me?

"I folded the letter carefully,

and sealed it in the envelope.

Eventually he would find it.

I only hoped he would understand,

and listen to me just this once.

And then I carefully sealed away my heart."

Bella Swan, Twilight, Chapter 21, p.432

OK.
I'm going to admit to something here...
I hope you don't laugh.
But I honestly wouldn't blame you...
because it makes ME laugh.
I wrote Robert Pattinson
a letter.
Yes.
A fan letter.
I've NEVER done that before.
Never. Ever.
I wrote it in November.
Before "Twilight" was in theaters.
It was hard to write.
I didn't want to sound like a lunatic...
but just the fact that I was writing
a 22 year old British actor
a fan letter...
made the whole lunatic factor
a moot point...yes?
I couldn't believe that I was doing it.
But I had so much I wanted to say...
and I wanted to say it to
Robert.
At that time...
Rob was still answering his fan mail...
(or at least trying to)
So I foolishly thought I had a chance...
a slim wisp of hope...
that Rob would actually read my letter...
and respond...
(yeah...and fucking show up at my door...
and whisk me away...)
and at the very least...
I would get his autograph.
What did I say?
Well...I'm an idiot
(no fucking doubt about THAT)
but...
I'm not stupid.
I will confess to
writing about his music...
his other movies outside of "Twilight"
I confessed my adoration...
but stopped short of admitting
my obsession.
That just wouldn't help matters, would it?
I also apologized.
For all the screaming banshees
that he had to endure
while he was on his 'Hot Topic' tour...
I told him I was sorry that his nervous system
had to be beat into oblivion...
That all the women out there who
loved and adored him...
Didn't behave like that.
We could appreciate him
for the actor...
the musician...
the man that he was...
and do it without screeching blindly.
Anyway.
It's been about 5 months now.
And since Rob has started filming
New Moon...
I have little hope of receiving a reply.
But a girl can dream.
Everyday...
When the mailman comes...
I still get a pang of anticipation...
Mister Postman
Look and See...
Is there a letter in your bag for me?
And so Rose goes.
Bye for now