Another day with no sign of Mr Loras Schissel, who - I hear - was seen back in the stacks. I don't have a clue to what he's angry at me about, but I sure know why i'm really angry with him.
I photocopied myself into a stupor today: all of THE RED MILL, cut portions of SWEET ADELINE, and more of ROBERTA, including pages from the copyright libretto that have additional vwerses to some of the lesser numbers like "Hot sdpot" and "Clementina." The original scene for "Smoke Gets In Your Eyes" is quite wonderful, with the first refrain broken into three sections separated by underscoring and dialogue, I also began reading the original novel. It's hard to believe this writer was a success; she's lousy. The plots are okay but her dialogue and descriptions really stink.
My postman just called me. I have no idea why. He knows I'm away until Thursday. Oy!
He just called back to tell me that he was off yesterday and my mail wasn't held at the post office. WTF?