Sound speaks through the song
That was a very nice birthday. It started with a very productive voice lesson and ended with watching O Brother, Where Art Thou? (2000) for the first time in twelve years, and in between there was photography by Berenice Abbott at the MIT Museum, kitfo at Asmara, surprise crème brûlée popovers made by my mother, and my brother getting me the DVD of a movie I'd been trying to see for two years. I have a copy of Wittgenstein at the Movies (2011) ed. Béla Szabados and Christina Stojanova, which is terrific.
derspatchel and I are caught up on Gravity Falls. I'm listening to the new Mission of Burma. And today it's freezing grey and raining, but that's all right. I don't need to be anywhere else right now.

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Yesterday: the ninth. It doesn't say on my Facebook or Livejournal profile.
Happy anniversary!
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You share a birthday with my sister and my twin nieces. This means that yours is one of the very few birthdays I could conceivably remember. I kept mixing up Mom's birthday with her wedding anniversary all throughout my childhood, but I could always remember my sister's--one week after mine.