My housemate Stacey has me hooked on cheesy vampire novels. I can't get enough. When she first mentioned them to me I thought, "oh yeah, not" but then I started reading Twilight and couldn't put it down. An entire weekend was spent reading about high school romance between a social outcast and her blood-sucking boyfriend. It was the worst and I loved it. Now I'm reading one called Dead Until Dark by Charlaine Harris. Like eating a bag of chips, you can't stop.