And the shadow I throw strobing against the wall
The day began with contractors, who arrived only a little later than their usual aaagh o'clock in order to attend to our heating system, which had nothing to do with the window having fallen out; they are slated to repeat the performance tomorrow. I spent the afternoon on the phone sorting out a draconian insurance hassle and the evening at my parents' house sorting through fragile possessions.
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spatch and I exchanged DVDs of The Girl Can't Help It (1956) and Black Narcissus (1947) and he surprised me with the Kino Blu-Ray of Times Square (1980), which he had just seen on film and I had not. I have a new-to-me shirt which may summon dust bowls if worn incautiously.
I wish this entire week had not been such a locus of exhaustion.
Thanks to the recent half-price Criterion sale,
spatch and I exchanged DVDs of The Girl Can't Help It (1956) and Black Narcissus (1947) and he surprised me with the Kino Blu-Ray of Times Square (1980), which he had just seen on film and I had not. I have a new-to-me shirt which may summon dust bowls if worn incautiously.I wish this entire week had not been such a locus of exhaustion.
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It was a nice thing to have happen this week!
(As always, I looked at the box set of silent von Sternberg, but even half-price it is exorbitant. I think I missed my chance to buy it in 2008 when it was part of the Alloy Orchestra's merch table at the Somerville. Fortunately, I have managed to rewatch Underworld (1927) since then.)