Alexander, The Movie. Finish.
We just finished Alexander, at last, after so many weeks. We all, of course, knew the story but it was an experience to watch it together, all twenty-one of us.
I'm not nearly as melancholic as I would've been if not for one of the last lines of the movie ("the one we now call Macros Alexandros, [makros alecandros] 'the greatest of all Alexanders'") because J. shouted 'macros is feminine!' and the room erupted in protests, laughter and scolding. Classic bores that we all are.
I just sent Esther an e-mail which'll most likely confuse/worry her. She's not used to me writing anything but cold, practical and rather detached notes. I look forward to/worry about her reply.
I want to go out (and have dinner) but am expected home and have a lot of work to do.
Head pounds like an Ez.
Can't write. Must write. Must fix one more paragraph and a title before I'm finished.
Hephaistion died.
-Rachel. 15:20.