After Bohème last night we gathered for our customary libation at Caffé Grand Italia, and I…lost track of time a little bit. I still went running this morning, but missed the first half of Italian class. This after my bragging in the previous post about what a good student I am.
I just took a nap at Katrina’s apartment, and am still just a hair under tempo. I sing on a concert tonight, and it could get ugly.
