In which my train of thought gets handily derailed quite quickly...

So, I took Shannon to UrgentCare today and the lady who came in behind us was carrying a copy of Twilight. I was like, hey, I just read that. She said her thirteen year old daughter told her she had to read it. I wanted to say, well, it's definitely a book for teenage girls, ripe with obvious metaphors about sex/abstinence and much discussion of Bella's thanatophilia, which is something that those teens who realize they are not invincible often have (although to be honest, I never really agreed with the whole, teenagers as a breed think they are invincible thing, so do with that what you will...). I stuck with just it's certainly for teenagers. From everything I've read about the movie, it's the sort of absurdly self-serious tripe that lends itself to a good time at the movies if you enjoy laughing at melodramatic outbursts coupled with shaky dialogue. I completely realize that I keep talking about the same two things this week. I'm not sure what that's about, but beyond saying, "Hah! I called it first!" on the first three sentences of this Jezebel post, I am so finished torturing Rachel about one of them. Also, hearkening back to where I started, Shannon is still having severe back pain that multiple doctors remain unable to explain, and thusly, are unable to treat the cause of. It's going on about 6 weeks on and off, but very much on this weekend and I know she is getting very frustrated and disheartened. So please pray for her.