I finished rereading The Fellowship of the Ring last night. What a relief! I'm a slow reader, and I really thought I wasn't going to make it in time. I really thought the Black Riders had me there at the Ford!

I'm going to a 10:00 show tonight with my friends Bob and Ken, after a dinner of lembas and cram—sorry, wait, Caribbean food at Negril. Laura didn't want to go on opening day, so she and I will see it later this week.

I feel like a little kid. This must be what it's like to be seven and looking forward to seeing Harry Potter.