But no woman was there and I don't believe in ghosts

[sovay]

I realize it would be funnier if I saw Psycho (1960) twice in one day and then got nervous of showers, but I am afraid I came out of the shower just fine and talking about Psycho II (1983) and III (1986)—sorry, Hitch. My early birthday present actually totaled seven hours of Anthony Perkins: I sat through the triple feature and then stayed for the evening re-run of Psycho. It was like a miniature marathon. teenybuffalo came for the evening show. spatch dropped by II on his break. The streets when I went outside between the first two movies were filled with HONK! and I count myself lucky that I managed to purchase a macaroon from the Diesel, because any place that sold actual food (or, God forbid, ice cream) I wasn't getting near without siege machinery. I didn't manage to eat dinner until eleven o'clock tonight, but I had a wonderful time. Review definitely forthcoming, albeit after I finish some major work. Unrelatedly, I promise, I wish I were in D.C. to see this exhibit on Frances Glessner Lee.

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[choco_frosh]

Mostly unrelatedly, advance happy birthday, since I don't seem to actually have it in my calendar, but suspect in any case that I'm going to be too busy/drunk/in Maine to remember to congratulate you on the actual day. At some point you will get a birthday present, though it's looking like it's gonna so late as to also qualify as an early Hanukkah present.

[sovay]

Mostly unrelatedly, advance happy birthday, since I don't seem to actually have it in my calendar, but suspect in any case that I'm going to be too busy/drunk/in Maine to remember to congratulate you on the actual day.

It is now the actual day, so you were pretty close! Thank you.

At some point you will get a birthday present, though it's looking like it's gonna so late as to also qualify as an early Hanukkah present.

I will still appreciate it.