Due to tension over tomorrow’s surgery (be thankful I’m not presenting it in streaming video on the Internet, a la Carnie Wilson), I’ve decided to treat myself tonight to a 12 step-free evening featuring the decadence of fried chicken and The Anniversary Party. Hey, it’s got Parker Posey and Jennifer Beals in it. It’s a cold and rainy night here in the city, Louie’s on the bed with me, and I’ve already stocked up on pudding and ibuprofen for post-surgery recovery. (Hopefully they’ll give me something stronger, but not “habit forming”) I will absolutely NOT freak out about this. I won’t. I WON’T.