Last year, Snarkier Than You and I planned out the New Moon premiere night like we were going head to head with the Volturi AND Victoria's vampy ahhhmay. I mean, it was some serious preparation. But this year we've taken a slightly more... laid back position and, well, really haven't done shit.
Don't get me wrong, our tickets are reserved, bars in the area are being scoped out and our cameras and video recorders are being charged as we speak. We were newbies as far as blogging goes when we went to see New Moon, since Twitarded was spawned a few months after Twilight had hit the theaters.
Like most things, we were late to the Twilight party. Meh, at least we're consistent.
But we're ready to do this, mother fuckers. You see, on Tuesday, Snarkier Than You and I are heading into New York City to watch the premiere of Eclipse. Even better, Latchkey Wife is HERE!!! from
I can't be certain but I'm almost positive this is Latchkey Wife's digs...
It will be the first time the Twitarded trifecta will be together. If you start seeing locusts or the oceans run red with blood, you'll know why.
Anyhoo, it's going to be, like, a katrillion degrees in New York on Tuesday so I'm also packing a lot of wet-wipes to battle any potential swamp ass and I'm even bringing a sharpie in case a certain smexy young Brit is lurking around the big apple. Hey, you never know. I might even share my wet-wipes with him.
Oh mah gahd, I'm going to be in the SAME city as the psycho bitches from Twitarded?!!
What are YOUR plans for the big day? Are you going to battle the tweens and cougahs and hit the theaters? Are you going to take a possibly more practical approach and wait until the fervor dies down before going to the movies? Perhaps you're going to just say "fuck it" and plan a big ol' party with your Twi-minded friends the night of the premiere and sit around and watch Twilight and New Moon. We want to know what your plans are!
Regardless, I'm beyond stoked that I get to partake in the mayhem that is opening night of a Twilight saga movie. I know that many of you will opt to wait until the weekend to venture to the theaters, which probably makes you a fuck-lot smarter than us. Because of that we will refrain from totally dishing on the flick for a few days. I guess I'll just have to talk about my vagina or farting or something instead.