Nov. 10th, 2021

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Today was so busy I barely got out of my chair until late afternoon.  That despite the first meeting of the day (during which I might've tied my tied) being cancelled.  So it never got beyond hanging around my neck:


I have the next two days off, however.  Or I think I will.  Crossing my fingers.

The chorus's cabaret is this week.  Not feeling nervous yet, which is weird, particularly considering it's the first time I will have been the only one singing the song people are listening to.  We're doing a run-through tomorrow night, and I'll see if I can't coax out some jitters then, just to give me a chance to start to get used to them.

Meanwhile, the virus just keeps getting spread around up here.  Shouldn't we be running out of people in the county who haven't had it yet?  At least if you, say, divide the as-yet-uninfected who've been vaccinated by something like 4, to account for our supposedly higher chance of escaping invasion?  Here's the graph for this county:


I mean, geez.

Hope my cabaret clothes fit, and I can find them.  Never did get a French cuff shirt, which is what I'd really like.  Well, I did get one, from one of those online custom tailor places, but it doesn't fit right.  They tried a second time and I gave up.  Somehow it didn't seem right to keep complaining.

 
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