You can just call me your own personal spider monkey

I've reached the conclusion that I really miss writing on this little blog.  I decided a while ago that I was just SO over blogging but, I'll be honest.  I'm happy to be back.  I always find myself thinking about things and wishing I had a platform to write a disjointed personal essay on a random subject.  And I do.  And it's THIS.  So I'm back.  I'm back and I'm better than ever.

Today, I want to talk about something that I think about way too much.  It's Twilight.  Yes, the book series.  Yes, that one.

Yes.  Just...yes.

All I want to say is, I don't get why everyone hates it SO MUCH.  People start foaming at the mouth when they talk about it and I think it is just ridiculous.  I'm an English major, and I can think of at least seven different instances this semester where the subject of "bad" literature has come up in class and someone has cracked the whole Stephenie Meyer, blah blah blah, stupid, emotional pornography, I AM SUPERIOR joke.  And everyone laughs and feels just a little bit cooler for being one of the people that's too intellectual for Twilight.  And here's the thing, friends.  Just caaaaalm down.  Twilight isn't the worst book ever written, it's just pop culture.

I would never, ever say that Twilight is my favorite book, and I can recognize that there is a great deal left to be desired in both the plot development and the writing quality.  But it doesn't keep me up at night.  There are lots of books that I've read and that I don't love.  And it's fine.

So I guess that all I'm trying to say is that the Stephenie Meyer joke is soooo not funny anymore, girl with the boots that sits behind me in Shakespeare.