I have been making fun of Rob all day long, because his sparkly vampire date fast approaches.

See, the thing is this. His friend is kind of … I don’t know. He just really likes everything having to do with vampires or werewolves or whatever (I just asked Rob how to describe W. to you. He said “Well, to be kind, let’s just say he’s a fan of ‘genre fiction’”). So he phoned yesterday and said to Rob “I bought your ticket. You’re coming to see New Moon with me. I’ll be there to pick you up at 8″. W. doesn’t care that they will be the only two grown men sitting amongst the 14-year-old Twihards. Rob… kind of does. In fact, if I might take the liberty of paraphrasing him, he’d rather be stuck reading colon cleanse reviews.

No offense to you if you enjoy the books. Just, as a 33 year old man, he’s not quite feeling the Twi-love.