"'I'm not going to say things about you,' said Emily. 'I am just going to think them'"--Emily of New Moon
Dreamed of a comedy about a bickering team of skyscraper climbers.
Baked raisin bread. (First I had to go out and buy more yeast.)
Dinner was salmon.
The Coro Verdi did a run-through of Cavalleria Rusticana, including the soloists, who are quite good. Adolfo is now doing the piano accompaniment, and he's always terrific.
Moira's going to Boston for a while. She was going to compete in the marathon, but she got injured and now she can only watch it. If I'd known she was leaving, I would have delayed baking the raisin bread till after she comes back, since she likes it so much.
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