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Lost stuff.
Feb. 9th, 2005 10:16 pmMe: Kerrin? Kerrin, wake up.
Kerrin: Mrrrrrrghh...
Me: Come on, Kerr, Loooo-oooost.
Kerrin: Growfgrmbllll.
Me: Come on, wake up! Sayid might take his shirt off.
Kerrin: ... m'awake.
Notes:
- Claire looks strangely attractive when she's being assertive. But am I the only person who thought her accent was kind of sporadic?
- Similarly, am I the only person who mutters "boring boring boring boring" whenever Jack comes onscreen?
- Whoever directed this must have had a hell of a time stopping Sayid from sensuously licking his thumb and trailing it down his chest whenever he had screentime. Maybe next week whoever-it-is will realize that stopping him is useless and have a full twenty minutes dedicated to him giving the camera an intense, smoldering glare and stripping to his delicates.
- I think Hurley needs to write my eulogy. Because dude.
- Aw, poor Charlie. It must suck to vomit into a copier.
- Peanut butter! (At that point both I and my sister were yelling at them to just shut up and kiss already. Which was a no go. But hey, Claire gave the over-the-shoulder "I don't remember you but I find you strangely attractive even though I expected you to be shorter and have bigger feet" look!)
Kerrin: Mrrrrrrghh...
Me: Come on, Kerr, Loooo-oooost.
Kerrin: Growfgrmbllll.
Me: Come on, wake up! Sayid might take his shirt off.
Kerrin: ... m'awake.
Notes:
- Claire looks strangely attractive when she's being assertive. But am I the only person who thought her accent was kind of sporadic?
- Similarly, am I the only person who mutters "boring boring boring boring" whenever Jack comes onscreen?
- Whoever directed this must have had a hell of a time stopping Sayid from sensuously licking his thumb and trailing it down his chest whenever he had screentime. Maybe next week whoever-it-is will realize that stopping him is useless and have a full twenty minutes dedicated to him giving the camera an intense, smoldering glare and stripping to his delicates.
- I think Hurley needs to write my eulogy. Because dude.
- Aw, poor Charlie. It must suck to vomit into a copier.
- Peanut butter! (At that point both I and my sister were yelling at them to just shut up and kiss already. Which was a no go. But hey, Claire gave the over-the-shoulder "I don't remember you but I find you strangely attractive even though I expected you to be shorter and have bigger feet" look!)