Inhale, Exhale.

I can't breathe.
And it's not because I've been deathly sick for the past week and a half.
It's not because we almost had our own H1N1 outbreak in our own home.
It's not because poor Blake is as sick as me and is slowly breaking my heart.

Do you see the countdown?
Do you know what day it is?
It's time.
The lunacy doesn't begin. It heightens.
Never mind the little girls and teenagers screaming the town with vampire blood and werewolf scratches.
Mind the grown women who will be horny as ever awaiting their lover Edward and preparing to have crazy eyesex with him.
Mind these same women who are dying to see the wolf pack and their abs.
These women. Are. Crazy.
And It's me. I am These women.
And I have no shame and give no damn.
Please please let this one be good. Just please let them get the Italy scenes right.
Just please let my visualization of Edward saving Bella from the Volturi and covering her ears from the screaming tourists as they pass Heidi be nothing compared to what they show. Please let them show it right or not at all.

Aren't these two so damn hot together? I wish they were together in real life. Fulfill my Edward-Bella fantasy please.