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Have been corresponding with my parents via email while they are at sea on their cruise. My father doesn't even know how to turn a computer on, but he's sending me email. Got the following message from him today:

Following up w/snail-mail to each of you--old habits R hard to break.

Few people reading this know my father, but this made me laugh almost as hard as Kevin McDonald's attempts to hide his open fly with his necktie on stage at the KITH show last night. My father is not one who uses abbreviations, and especially avoids new conventions such as the shortening of the word "are" to a single letter.

It's truly hilarious, this.

Elsewise:

It is funny you should mention it because Steve and I were just strolling down the street missing you yesterday. I can't remember if it was before or after we saw Beauty and the Beast on IMAX (finally.)

Yesterday. A wonderful day. Heterosexual lifemate had to work but I skipped class to soak up the time with Cheryl, Mike and Steve. We raced into the city in time to catch the 3 o'clock IMAX showing of aforementioned film, which Steve, Gina and I had been wanting to see since Christmastime. (Yes, I'm going again with Gina.)

I cried three times during the movie. Perhaps I'm hormonal. I know you're laughing at me now, but I don't give a hoot. It's my favourite Dizzerney full-length animated feature. I saw it five times in its original theatrical release. That's more times than I've seen any other movie in a theatre. (Except maybe Rocky Horror. Not sure.)

Anyhoo, then it was magical KITHy time, and magical it was. My favourite part of the day was when Mark saw us at the Xando's a few blocks away from the theatre and ran over to chat us up. Them's the warm fuzzies. But the whole day was simply brilliant.

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