| Books I've | Read This Year | |||
| Title | Author | Genre | Grade | Year |
| Please Kill Me | Legs McNeil | 2003 | ||
| Nightmare Town | Dashell Hammett | 2003 | ||
| Skipping Christmas | John Grisham | 2003 | ||
| Burglar In The Rye | Lawrence Block | 2003 | ||
| The Chelsea Girl Murders | Sparkle Hayter | 2003 | ||
| Nanny Diaries, The | Emma McLaughlin & Nicola Kraus | 2003 | ||
| Stainless Steel Rat Joins The Circus | Harry Harrison | 2003 | ||
| Roaring 2000's, The | Harry Dent | 2003 | ||
| Dreamcatcher | Stephen King | 2003 | ||
| T2: Infiltrator | S.M. Stirling | 2003 | ||
| Deer Leap, The | Martha Grimes | 2003 | ||
| Liar's Club, The | Mary Karr | 2003 | ||
| T2: Rising Storm | S.M. Stirling | 2003 | ||
| Sex & The City | Candace Bushnell | 2003 | ||
| Lost Explorer: Finding Mallory on Everest | Conrad Anker & David Roberts | 2003 | ||
| Harry Potter & Order Of The Phoenix | J.K. Rowling | 2003 | ||
| About A Boy | Nick Hornby | 2003 | ||
| All The Old Bargains | Benjamin M. Schutz | 2003 | ||
| Tanner On Ice | Lawrence Block | 2003 | ||
| Memoirs Of Sherlock Holmes | Arthur Conan Doyle | 2003 | ||
| Candy & Me | Hilary Liftin | 2003 | ||
| Mysteries Of Pittsburgh | Michael Chabon | 2003 | ||
| Pleasure Of My Company, The | Steve Martin | 2003 | ||
| Fearless | Francine Pascal | 2003 | ||
| Even The Wicked | Lawrence Block | 2003 | ||
| Rush Limbaugh Is A Big Fat Idiot | Al Franken | 2003 | ||
| Hitman | Lawrence Block | 2003 | ||
| Bridget Jones: Edge Of Reason | Helen Fielding | 2003 | ||
| Pumping Irony | Tony Kornheiser | B+ | 2004 | |
| Naked | David Sedaris | B- | 2004 | |
| Sisterhood Of The Traveling Pants | Ann Brashares | B+ | 2004 | |
| Tinsel | William Goldman | B | 2004 | |
| Complete Idiots Guide To Running | Bill Rodgers | C | 2004 | |
| Songbook | Nick Hornby | B+ | 2004 | |
| Bad Boy | Jim Thompson | C | 2004 | |
| George Bush, Dark Prince Of Love | Lydia Millet | B | 2004 | |
| I, Robot | Isaac Asimov | A | 2004 | |
| Chance | Robert B. Parker | B | 2004 | |
| Shame the Devil | George Pelecanos | C | 2004 | |
| Scribble, Scribble | Nora Ephron | C | 2004 | |
| King Of Torts, The | John Grisham | C+ | 2004 | |
| T2: Future War | S.M. Stirling | A | 2004 | |
| L Is For Lawless | Sue Grafton | B | 2004 | |
| Catch Me If You Can | Frank W. Abagnale | B | 2004 | |
| Dance At The Slaughterhouse | Lawrence Block | B | 2004 | |
| Prey | Michael Crichton | C | 2004 | |
| Girl's Poker Night | Jill A. Davis | C+ | 2004 | |
| Getting Over Jack Wagner | Elise Juska | B- | 2004 | |
| Stargazey | Martha Grimes | B- | 2004 | |
| Stainless Steel Visions | Harry Harrison | C- | 2004 | |
| N Is For Noose | Sue Grafton | C+ | 2004 | |
| Switch Bitch | Roald Dahl | B | 2004 | |
| Widow's Walk | Robert B. Parker | B | 2004 | |
| Back Story | Robert B. Parker | B | 2004 | |
| I Capture The Castle | Dodie Smith | B | 2004 | |
| America: Citizen's Guide To Democracy Inaction | Daily Show w/ Jon Stewart | A | 2005 | |
| Man Against Nature | Charles Neider | B- | 2005 | |
| Naked Brunch | Sparkle Hayter | B+ | 2005 | |
| My Quest For The Yeti | Rheinhold Messner | C+ | 2005 | |
| Past Tense | William G. Tapply | B | 2005 | |
| A Fine Line | William G. Tapply | B | 2005 | |
| Shadow Of Death | William G. Tapply | B | 2005 | |
| Series Of Unfortunate Events: Wide Window | Lemony Snicket | B- | 2005 | |
| Teammates: Stockton & Malone | Robert Schnakenberg | D | 2005 | |
| Da Vinci Code, The | Dan Brown | B- | 2005 | |
| Second Summer Of The Sisterhood | Ann Brashares | A- | 2005 | |
| Series Of Unfortunate Events: Miserable Mill | Lemony Snicket | B- | 2005 | |
| Series Of Unfortunate Events: Austere Academy | Lemony Snicket | B- | 2005 | |
| The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy | Douglas Adams | B+ | 2005 | |
| Bitch Creek | William G. Tapply | B | 2005 | |
| One Minute Manager, The | Ken Blanchard & Spencer Johnson | B- | 2005 | |
| Me Talk Pretty One Day | David Sedaris | C+ | 2005 | |
| Sex, Drugs & Cocoa Puffs | Chuck Klosterman | B+ | 2005 | |
| Bandit Queen Boogie | Sparkle Hayter | B+ | 2005 | |
| Girls In Pants: Third Summer Of The Sisterhood | Ann Brashares | A- | 2005 | |
| Thank You For The Music | Jane McCafferty | C+ | 2005 | |
| Aspen Pulp | Patrick Hasburgh | B- | 2005 | |
| Fargo Rock City | Chuck Klosterman | B- | 2005 | |
| Demons & Angels | Dan Brown | B- | 2005 | |
| Travels | Michael Crichton | C+ | 2005 | |
| Thirty Nothing | Lisa Jewel | B- | 2005 | |
| Secrets Of "Angels & Demons" | Burstein, Daniel. | B- | 2005 | |
| Collected Short Stories Of Truman Capote | Truman Capote | B | 2005 | |
| Blue Last | Martha Grimes | B+ | 2005 | |
| Killing Yourself To Live | Chuck Klosterman | A- | 2005 | |
| Underneath It All | Traci Lords | A- | 2005 | |
| Digital Fortress | Dan Brown | B+ | 2005 | |
| To The Nines | Janet Evanovich | B- | 2006 | |
| Couplehood | Paul Reiser | B | 2006 | |
| Deception Point | Dan Brown | B | 2006 | |
| Lincoln's War | Geoffrey Perrett | B | 2006 | |
| Love Monkey | Kyle Smith | B+ | 2006 | |
| Emily's Reasons Why Not | Carrie Gerlach | C- | 2006 | |
| Long Way Down | Nick Hornby | B+ | 2006 | |
| Bad Business | Robert B. Parker | C+ | 2006 | |
| Thank You For Smoking | Christopher Buckley | B- | 2006 | |
| Where The Truth Lies | Rupert Holmes | B+ | 2006 | |
| First Light | Phillip Craig & William G. Tapply | B- | 2006 | |
| Nervous Water | William G. Tapply | B- | 2006 | |
| Mr. Monk Goes To Hawaii | Lee Goldberg | B- | 2006 | |
| No Man's Land | Greg Rucka | B- | 2006 | |
| Little Green Men | Christopher Buckley | B | 2006 | |
| Mr. Monk Visits the Firehouse | Lee Goldberg | B | 2006 | |
| Housekeeping Versus The Dirt | Nick Hornby | B+ | 2006 | |
| Hearts In Atlantis | Stephen King | A | 2006 | |
| Sammy's Hill | Kristin Gore | B+ | 2006 | |
| Loose Lips | Claire Berlinski | B- | 2006 | |
| Phil Gordon | Little Green Book | B- | 2006 | |
| IV | Chuck Klosterman | B+ | 2007 | |
| Silent Gondoliers | William Goldman | B | 2007 | |
| Mr. Monk & The Blue Flu | Lee Goldberg | B | 2007 | |
| Dupont Circle | Paul Kafka-Gibbons | C+ | 2007 | |
| Derailed | James Siegel | B- | 2007 | |
| Polysyllabic Spree | Nick Hornby | B+ | 2007 | |
| Love Is A Mix Tape | Rob Sheffield | C+ | 2007 | |
| Hundred Dollar Baby | Robert B. Parker | C+ | 2007 | |
| I Feel Bad About My Neck | Nora Ephron | B- | 2007 | |
| Rogue's Game | Milton Burton | B | 2007 | |
| Turning The Tables | Rita Rudner | B | 2007 | |
| Then We Came To The End | Joshua Ferris | C+ | 2007 | |
| Dedication | Emma McLaughlin & Nicola Kraus | B+ | 2007 | |
| Lucky At Cards | Lawrence Block | C+ | 2007 | |
| Lean Mean Thirteen | Janet Evanovich | C+ | 2007 | |
| Last Summer (Of Me And You) | Ann Brashares | B+ | 2007 | |
| Harrington On Hold'em Vol 3 | Dan Harrington | B+ | 2007 | |
| I Love You, Beth Cooper | Larry Doyle | B+ | 2007 | |
| Swing | Rupert Holmes | B+ | 2007 | |
| Assertiveness Skills | National Press Publications | D- | 2007 | |
| Sammy's House | Kristin Gore | B+ | 2007 | |
| Little Blue Book Of Poker | Phil Gordon | C+ | 2007 | |
| Lion Eyes | Claire Belinski | B | 2007 | |
| Harrington On Hold'em Vol. 1 | Dan Harrington | B | 2007 | |
| Sammy's Hill | Kristin Gore | B | 2007 | |
| Confessions Of A Teenage Slueth | Chelsea Cain | B- | 2007 | |
| Everything I Need To Know, I Learned From A Chick Flick | Kimberly Potts | B- | 2007 | |
| Star Trek Academy: Collision Course | William Shatner | B | 2007 | |
| Cons, Scams & Grifts | Joe Gores | C+ | 2008 | |
| Playing For Pizza | John Grisham | B- | 2008 | |
| Devil's On The Deep Blue Sea | Kristoffer A. Garin | A | 2008 | |
| Candy Girl | Diablo Cody | B+ | 2008 | |
| Bleachers | John Grisham | B- | 2008 | |
| High Five | Janet Evanovich | B- | 2008 | |
| Deadly Beloved | Max Allan Collins | B- | 2008 | |
| Ammunition | Ken Bruen | C+ | 2008 | |
| Friend Of The Family | Lisa Jewell | B- | 2008 | |
| Eat This, Not That | David Zinczenko | B- | 2008 | |
| Mr. Monk & The Two Assistants | Lee Goldberg | B+ | 2008 | |
| I Was Told There'd Be Cake | Sloane Crosley | B- | 2008 | |
| Mr. Monk In Outer Space | Lee Goldberg | B- | 2008 | |
| I Hated Hated Hated this Movie | Roger Ebert | B- | 2008 | |
| The Film Club | David Gilmour | C+ | 2008 | |
| Central Europe: Friends & Enemies | Lonnie Johnson | C+ | 2008 | |
| Death De Jour | Kathy Reichs | B- | 2008 | |
| Next | Michael Crichton | C- | 2008 | |
| Rough Weather | Robert B. Parker | B+ | 2008 | |
| Downtown Owl | Chuck Klosterman | B | 2008 | |
| Fencing Master, The | Arturo Perez-Reverte | B | 2008 | |
| How To Be Good | Nick Hornby | B | 2008 | |
| Are You There Vodka? It's Me, Chelsea | Chelsea Handler | B- | 2008 | |
| Hell Bent | William G. Tapply | B | 2009 | |
| State By State | Matt Weiland & Sean Wilsey | A- | 2009 | |
| Mr. Monk Goes To Germany | Lee Goldberg | B- | 2009 | |
| Nick & Norah's Infinite Playlist | Rachel Cohn & David Levithan | A | 2009 | |
| Mysterious Benedict Society, The | Trenton Lee Stewart | B+ | 2009 | |
| Death Of A Musketeer | Sarah D'Almeida | B+ | 2009 | |
| Club Dumas, The | Arturo Perez-Reverte | A- | 2009 | |
| Perks Of Being A Wallflower, The | Stephen Chbosky | A- | 2009 | |
| Supreme Courtship | Christopher Buckley | B- | 2009 | |
| Wishful Drinking | Carrie Fisher | B- | 2009 | |
| Mysterious Benedict Society & The Perilous Journey | Trenton Lee Stewart | B+ | 2009 | |
| Pop Princess | Rachel Cohn | B- | 2009 | |
| Naomi & Ely's No Kiss List | Rachel Cohn & David Levithan | B+ | 2009 | |
| The Fix (A "Burn Notice" novel) | Tod Goldberg | B- | 2009 | |
| In Defense Of Food | Michael Pollan | B+ | 2009 | |
| Into The Volcano: A Mallory & Morse Book | Forrest DeVoe | B- | 2009 | |
| Diary Of A Wimpy Kid: Greg's Journal | Jeff Kinney | A- | 2009 | |
| Diary Of A Wimpy Kid: The Last Straw | Jeff Kinney | A- | 2009 | |
| Diary Of A Wimpy Kid: Roddick Rules | Jeff Kinney | A- | 2009 | |
| Hitchhiker's Guide to The Galaxy | Douglas Adams | A- | 2009 | |
| Restaurant At The End Of The Universe | Douglas Adams | A- | 2009 | |
| Life, The Universe & Everything | Douglas Adams | A- | 2009 | |
| How To Be Good | Nick Hornby | C+ | 2009 | |
| For Your Eyes Only | Ian Fleming | C+ | 2009 | |
| Grave Maurice, The | Martha Grimes | C+ | 2009 | |
| Diary Of A Wimpy Kid: Dog Days | Jeff Kinney | B- | 2009 | |
| Hearts In Atlantis | Stephen King | C+ | 2009 | |
| Great Train Robbery, The | Michael Crichton | B+ | 2009 | |
| Out Cold | William G. Tapply | B- | 2009 | |
| I Might Be Wrong (But I Doubt It) | Charles Barkley | 2009 | ||
| Broker, The | John Grisham | Drama | B- | 2010 |
| Lost Symbol, The | Dan Brown | Thriller | C+ | 2010 |
| Burglar Who Traded Ted Williams | Lawrence Block | Mystery | A | 2010 |
| What Music Means To Girls | Lavinia Greenlaw | Biography | C - | 2010 |
| Mr. Monk In Trouble | Lee Goldberg | Mystery | C + | 2010 |
| Dial H For Hitchcock | Susan Kandel | Mystery | C + | 2010 |
| Mr. Monk Is Miserable | Lee Goldberg | Mystery | B- | 2010 |
| Mr. Monk And The Dirty Cop | Lee Goldberg | Mystery | B+ | 2010 |
| Burglar Who Thought He Was Bogart | Lawrence Block | Mystery | B+ | 2010 |
| Professional, The | Robert B. Parker | Mystery | B | 2010 |
| Mystery Of The Headless Horse (3 Investigators Mystery) | Young Adult | B- | 2010 | |
| Shopaholic Takes Manhattan | Sophie Kinsella | Comedy | B- | 2010 |
| Eating The Dinosaur | Chuck Klosterman | Essay | C+ | 2010 |
| Girl Who Played With Fire | Steig Larssen | Thriller | A- | 2010 |
| How Did You Get This Number | Sloane Crosley | Essay | B+ | 2010 |
| School Daze | Robert B. Parker | Mystery | B- | 2010 |
| Payback | Richard Stark | Noir | B- | 2010 |
| Alphabet From A To Y & Bonus Letter Z | Steve Martin & Roz Chast | Children | B | 2010 |
| Missing Golden Ticket, The | Roald Dahl | Young Adult | B | 2010 |
| 21 Proms | Anthology (Cohn, Levitan, etc…) | Young Adult | B+ | 2010 |
| Painted Ladies | Robert B. Parker | Mystery | C+ | 2010 |
| Pillow Stalk | Diane Vallere | Mystery | B+ | 2010 |
| Mr. Monk Is Cleaned Out | Lee Goldberg | Mystery | B | 2011 |
| Lady Sings The Clues | Diane Vallere | Mystery | B- | 2011 |
| Mysterious Benedict Society & The Prisoner's Dilemma | Trenton Lee Stewart | Young Adult | B | 2011 |
| Girl Who Kicked The Hornets Nest | Steig Larssen | Thriller | B+ | 2011 |
| Mr. Monk On The Road | Lee Goldberg | Mystery | B | 2011 |
| Pride & Prejudice | Jane Austen | Drama | B+ | 2011 |
| Food Rules | Michael Pollen | Non-Fiction | D | 2011 |
| Outwitting Trolls | William G. Tapply | Mystery | B | 2011 |
| Zombie Spaceship Wasteland | Patton Oswalt | Memoir | B | 2011 |
| Burn Notice: The Reformed | Goldberg, Lee | Thriller | B | 2011 |
| Commencement | Courtney Sullivan | Drama | B | 2011 |
| Designer Dirty Laundry | Diane Vallere | Mystery | B- | 2011 |
| Hunger Games, The | Suzanne Collins | Young Adult | A | 2012 |
| TinTin- Various books in the series | Herge | Graphic Novel | A- | 2012 |
| Catching Fire | Suzanne Collins | Young Adult | A- | 2012 |
| Books Can Be Deceiving | Jenn Mckinlay | Mystery | C+ | 2012 |
| Mockingjay | Suzanne Collins | Young Adult | A | 2012 |
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Books I've Read (2003 Thru 2012)
Sunday, July 29, 2012
Coke Bath
Some of you
may know that I hate driving. Anything longer
than about 40 minutes annoys me. First
of all, it’s wasted time. If I’m driving
I can’t very well be reading a book or magazine. I have to pay attention to just the driving. I don’t have enough time in the day to do
everything I need to do and time spent commuting eats away even more of
it. Luckily, I can listen to music at
the same time, since that is passive interaction and hearing isn’t usually a
sense that is required to devote to driving safely. I’ve listened to a lot of music since living
in this area. Being able to do that doesn’t
save me any time, since I’ve never just listened to music- it’s always
been playing in the background during some other activity.
I approach this cluster of dumb with mild curiousity and caution. I notice the car right behind the emergency vehicle starts to pull out so I slow down a little. Then the nose of the third car in the line starts to peek out at as I’m nearing and then pulls out right behind the first car. There is no way that car can accelerate quickly enough to get out of the traffic on the Beltway because the first car is still in front of them puttering around the emergency vehicle. I’m rapidly closing the distance and I can’t change lanes because I don’t have enough time to check if there is anyone already in the next lane so I have to slam on my brakes or hit the car. I do briefly consider hitting it because the idiot pulled out when there were cars coming instead of during a gap in traffic and of course there was no turn signal employed during the maneuvering. It would show them the stupidity of their actions and maybe permeate their obliviousness for a moment. I decide against it though because it will mean my car gets totaled in the process and I might end up flying through the windshield somehow even though I am wearing my seatbelt. I’m screaming at the car as I’m pressing the brakes and everything in my front seat goes flying onto the floor. I’m still yelling as I pass the car as it gets back into the exit lane and I see the fat woman in the beater car carrying on like nothing happened, like she didn’t almost kill me.
A mile or two down the road I finally look at the stuff that got thrown on the floorboards. Oh shit! I got a drink at 7-11 on the way and that cup was now sitting completely upside down on top of my CD holder. I grab the cup and scan the floorboards- nothing on the carpets. Maybe nothing spilled out? I lift a CD out of the holder and lots of brown liquid streams off. All the Coke had flowed through the straw and the hole in the cup and was now puddled in my holder, perfectly contained but also totally immersing my CDs in sticky liquid. I start screaming at the woman in the car all over again. Now not only had she not been shown the stupidity of her actions, they actually affected me more than her. Several of the CDs were purchases, not burns of a digital songs, and they were ruined. The new one from The Cult, something from Dangermouse, Paul Mauriat’s greatest hits- money was paid for all those and now they were soaked and ruined.
When I got to work, I took a few minutes in the parking to try to clean them up but they had been soaking in too much liquid for too long to be spruced up with a tissue. I’m hoping that the stuff I burned onto CD from the CDs in my house to make my monthly mix CDs will be salvageable. So now I’m spending part of my Sunday rinsing off 3 years worth of monthly CDs and jewel cases in the hope that I can still play them after they dry off. Do CDs rust? Did I get all the Coke off of them or will I end up ruining my car stereo as well? Wouldn’t that be ironic- the person who avoids crashing into a dangerous motorist is the one who ends up paying the most for it. That’s why I hate driving- it takes control out of my hands and puts it into the hands of people less concerned with my safety and my needs. They don’t care what happens from their actions as long as things turn out okay for them. I need a chauffeur. My blood pressure can’t take this every day. Nor can my numb butt cheeks. Whew, I needed to get that rant off my chest. I’d been thinking about this all weekend and needed to vent. Thanks for listening all you faithful and also non-existent readers.
I also hate driving because I’m sitting down in a confined
area for extended periods of time. It’s
like being in prison but I can’t even get off the bunk and pace around my cell. My butt cheeks fall asleep, my leg starts
twitching and I can’t find a comfortable place to put my elbows. I’m a walker- I like to get up periodically
and walk around, find some quick task to do elsewhere before going back to my
desk or where ever I was sitting.
The biggest reason that I hate to drive though, is because
it means I’m forced to go out in the midst of thousands of other people
careening around in two tons slabs of metal while they are busy not paying
attention. Texting and talking on the
phone seems to be more important to them than keeping their car in their own
lane. Others seem to have defective
cars, because the turn signals on their BMW don’t seem to work because they never
are in use when the car slaloms across three lanes so they can cut me off and
get to the exit ramp. Yesterday was a
perfect example of this. I’m driving along the Beltway in Maryland to get to my
Brandywine office. Ahead of me I see one
of those roadside assistance vehicles behind a broken down car in the exit lane. There are four or five cars sitting behind
it, because apparently they didn’t notice a stationary vehicle in the road until
it was too late to go around it. I approach this cluster of dumb with mild curiousity and caution. I notice the car right behind the emergency vehicle starts to pull out so I slow down a little. Then the nose of the third car in the line starts to peek out at as I’m nearing and then pulls out right behind the first car. There is no way that car can accelerate quickly enough to get out of the traffic on the Beltway because the first car is still in front of them puttering around the emergency vehicle. I’m rapidly closing the distance and I can’t change lanes because I don’t have enough time to check if there is anyone already in the next lane so I have to slam on my brakes or hit the car. I do briefly consider hitting it because the idiot pulled out when there were cars coming instead of during a gap in traffic and of course there was no turn signal employed during the maneuvering. It would show them the stupidity of their actions and maybe permeate their obliviousness for a moment. I decide against it though because it will mean my car gets totaled in the process and I might end up flying through the windshield somehow even though I am wearing my seatbelt. I’m screaming at the car as I’m pressing the brakes and everything in my front seat goes flying onto the floor. I’m still yelling as I pass the car as it gets back into the exit lane and I see the fat woman in the beater car carrying on like nothing happened, like she didn’t almost kill me.
A mile or two down the road I finally look at the stuff that got thrown on the floorboards. Oh shit! I got a drink at 7-11 on the way and that cup was now sitting completely upside down on top of my CD holder. I grab the cup and scan the floorboards- nothing on the carpets. Maybe nothing spilled out? I lift a CD out of the holder and lots of brown liquid streams off. All the Coke had flowed through the straw and the hole in the cup and was now puddled in my holder, perfectly contained but also totally immersing my CDs in sticky liquid. I start screaming at the woman in the car all over again. Now not only had she not been shown the stupidity of her actions, they actually affected me more than her. Several of the CDs were purchases, not burns of a digital songs, and they were ruined. The new one from The Cult, something from Dangermouse, Paul Mauriat’s greatest hits- money was paid for all those and now they were soaked and ruined.
When I got to work, I took a few minutes in the parking to try to clean them up but they had been soaking in too much liquid for too long to be spruced up with a tissue. I’m hoping that the stuff I burned onto CD from the CDs in my house to make my monthly mix CDs will be salvageable. So now I’m spending part of my Sunday rinsing off 3 years worth of monthly CDs and jewel cases in the hope that I can still play them after they dry off. Do CDs rust? Did I get all the Coke off of them or will I end up ruining my car stereo as well? Wouldn’t that be ironic- the person who avoids crashing into a dangerous motorist is the one who ends up paying the most for it. That’s why I hate driving- it takes control out of my hands and puts it into the hands of people less concerned with my safety and my needs. They don’t care what happens from their actions as long as things turn out okay for them. I need a chauffeur. My blood pressure can’t take this every day. Nor can my numb butt cheeks. Whew, I needed to get that rant off my chest. I’d been thinking about this all weekend and needed to vent. Thanks for listening all you faithful and also non-existent readers.
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Kristen Stewart Apologizes For Cheating On Robert Pattinson
Wow! I'm shocked because Stewart's main appeal was her supposed integrity and committment, to her performances and the way she led her life. Now she's just another hypocritical, self-indulgent, weak-willed celebrity.
(Huffington Post, 25 July 2012)
Kristen Stewart released a public apology on July 25 after
reportedly cheating on Robert Pattinson. After incriminating photos of Kristen
Stewart with married director Rupert Sanders were splashed in Us Weekly, the
"Snow White and the Huntsman" actress has admitted to cheating on
boyfriend Robert Pattinson in a heartfelt statement to People. "I'm deeply sorry for the hurt and
embarrassment I've caused to those close to me and everyone this has affected.
This momentary indiscretion has jeopardized the most important thing in my
life, the person I love and respect the most, Rob. I love him, I love him, I'm
so sorry."
News broke on July 24 that Stewart, 22, had cheated on
Pattinson, her longtime boyfriend and "Twilight Saga" co-star. The
pair quietly started dating after working together on the "Twilight"
films, the last of which is set to be released in November. Us Weekly obtained intimate photos of Stewart
and Sanders, her "Snow White" director, and sources confirmed the
recent affair to several outlets.
Sources told People, "She wasn't having an affair with
Rupert. It was just a fleeting moment that shouldn't have happened." Sanders, 41, is currently married to British
Vogue model Liberty Ross, and the couple has two children. Ross has deleted her Twitter account, though
E! Online reports that the last tweet from the account @RossLiberty read:
"Wow."
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