July 8th, 2008
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I refer, of course, to Forks, former timber town and current very sad place. It has achieved new life and hope through the fairly random placement of Stephenie Meyers' books here, my review of which you can find here.
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Anyway, considering our shared ire (fueling the fact we can't stop reading them), there was no force on Earth that could have kept us out of Forks. Mr. and Mr. went along obligingly once we'd fed them, and on a potty run actually found the high school.
( I give you... Forks High School. OMG DRAMA! )
( Forks, WA: the main drag )
( And the crowning glory, we actually found this across the street from the school. No lie. I love people. )
ETA: I just found out through
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By the way, I'm a few chapters into Eclipse and already Edward's been abusive, deceitful and disabled Bella's car, she's been insufferably condescending about her mother, and several people have described her as a satellite orbiting Edward and she's had no problem with that. He's still the most kind, loving, and generous person she's ever known. It's like the cliched train wreck, with "russet" colored Native Americans. I cannot look away. I AM DAZZLED.
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