Good morning, all! Last night I dreamed I was working with Dame Judi Dench on something. It was a really good dream.
Ay 9:30 I have an appointment with Dr Moazed to examine my eyes. I like him, but he works slowly, meaning I could be there all the damned day waiting, and I have to deal with drops in my eyes, which means I'll be wandering about blindly for most of the day after that. After the appointment, I must needs head back here to prepare all of the liner note material for what will be a looooong phone conversation with the Man from Philadelphia. I am not looking forward to it.
I just got an email from the producers in Dublin that they need vocal scores for the soloists. This is really frustrating since, weeks ago, I sent them pdf files of everything for the singers under the assurance that pdfs were sufficient and the music could be printed out by each singer. Well, no. And this becomes another glitch that could have been taken care of when I shipped the chorus books a month ago. This is not amusing and not the week for it. Color me pissed.
As soon as this office transfer and move is accomplished, I am find an ntern.