Movie night. Star Trek Club. “Excalibur” playing. No one sitting next to me, because I want it that way. Because he might sit next to me. Maybe. Will he be here? Ah. Yes. And the movie plays. And we talk. And talk. Another movie. Crowd thins until we are last. Until 3 a.m. We talked about Phantom of the Opera (my newest musical love). Next day he walked 20 minutes across campus in the snow (found out later he had a hole in one shoe) to “borrow” my CDs of Phantom. Phantom not what he was after, after all.
--from Slaying, Blogging, Whatever...
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