Thursday, December 20, 2007

December 19, 2007

Finally reacted to the Cambridge incident by taking to my bed like a girl in a Victorian novel. I must have needed that, for when I rose to sing the Cantaria concert, all was well enough, and when I had finished the concert–and we had done exceptionally well–all was very well indeed. People said we never sang better. I felt a more than common communication with the singers around me.

Mickey and Belve and Lyle were at Usual when we arrived, and Mickey wanted a picture with me in my tux, looking handsome and all. Kathy bought us our meals, and it was officially Christmas.

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