Sugarbaker Airport. I think it works.
Just finished Flightplan. I never want to go on an airplane again. For the rest of my life. That doesn't work out with me being on one less than three days from now, does it? It's okay, though, because...Logan Airport. I'll be too busy convincing my mom that they named it after Martha Logan. If I ever opened an airport, I would totally name it after a fictional character. Maybe not Martha, though. Bartlet Airport? Myers Airport? Sugarbaker Airport? Hee.
But seriously. So scary. I admit the little girl was creepier than everything else in the movie put together, but...eep. I think the only thrillerish thing I'd ever seen before that was Entrapment, which is okay because you're on the same side as the people who are in control, you know? And there's no chance of anyone dying or being crazy or anything.
Anyway, my room is pretty much the most disorganized thing I've seen in my life right now, and I have to clean it by tomorrow morning. I hate when she makes me clean it, because then I start having fun reorganizing and decide I'm tired when I have more than a hundred CDs or books lying all over the floor. Ooh, but I reorganized my binders. I emptied my Stockard binder, my fanfic binder, and my plot development notebook, and put them all in one much bigger binder, which has sections for fandom, people, fanfic, personal writing, analysis, and scripts. It's SO teh sex. *hugs it*
I think I'm just gonna wake up at 5 in the morning or something. So frakking tired.
But seriously. So scary. I admit the little girl was creepier than everything else in the movie put together, but...eep. I think the only thrillerish thing I'd ever seen before that was Entrapment, which is okay because you're on the same side as the people who are in control, you know? And there's no chance of anyone dying or being crazy or anything.
Anyway, my room is pretty much the most disorganized thing I've seen in my life right now, and I have to clean it by tomorrow morning. I hate when she makes me clean it, because then I start having fun reorganizing and decide I'm tired when I have more than a hundred CDs or books lying all over the floor. Ooh, but I reorganized my binders. I emptied my Stockard binder, my fanfic binder, and my plot development notebook, and put them all in one much bigger binder, which has sections for fandom, people, fanfic, personal writing, analysis, and scripts. It's SO teh sex. *hugs it*
I think I'm just gonna wake up at 5 in the morning or something. So frakking tired.