Breaking PanDawnMonium...
OK, so several of my friends are currently waiting in line somewhere to buy Stephenie Meyer's newest book, Breaking Dawn, or have already purchased it (earlier time zone). I've gotten more threatening text messages ("You'd better be getting the book tonight, OR ELSE!!!") and giddy voice mails in two hours than in my entire life. I've been at a concert, am about to go to bed (er, after watching one more episode of Roswell), am NOT going to a store tonight, and don't have the heart to tell any of my slightly obsessive friends that my copy of the book is on hold and I'll be picking it up in a relatively leisurely fashion at the store sometime LATER tomorrow. I feel like a bad friend. I'd better go let teenage aliens take my mind off it.
Good luck with any of your local Twilighters!