Apparently my grandpa is on the way out. Red-eye to Nashville at four. I'm not going to take my computer, and while we'll be at my grandparents' house, there might be a dozen people fighting for theirs, and at this point, I really just don't care. I'll be back Thursday night.
"Sweeney Todd" would have been a much better movie without the gratuitous blood spraying everywhere.
Death Note Volume I was amazing.
I hate airports.
At least we won't be at the hospital.
