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Sunday, December 21st, 2025 06:19 pmOh dear. I hadn't registered that Saturday at the Opera broadcasts start in December. Missed Bohème, Andrea Chenier, and an English language Flute that actually I can do without. But there's Handel next week.
It seems I can't have caffeine later than 4 pm now. Had a Pepsi yesterday while it was still light, so probably 4ish, and was rewarded with a nuit blanche. Read one-eyed until probably close to 4 am and then finally got five hours sleep. Usually this leaves me bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, but have been heavy-eyed and headachy all day. Possibly to do with the wild winds all night and day.
However, place around the corner from me was having a cookies and hot chocolate fundraiser, so I went off to that in the grey wind and tiny snow flurries. In spite of temps they were outside and I trundled up in good time. Except the guy ahead of me insisted on thanking everyone involved, and shaking hands all round, and making everyone sing Hosanna-- no, not that one, which I could have borne, but something else in a foreign language that had a lot of Hosannas in it. And after a good five minutes, when he was finally done and leaving and I was moving up to the table to order, back he comes because he has to tell the little girl standing by her dad that Jesus loves her, and he has to shake her hand, and then shake everyone else's hands again as well. I wish at such times I could keep my face Japanese blank but I never learned that trick, so I'm sure I was broadcasting 'God save me from religious enthusiasts' far and wide. Mind, it's equally possible that he was just drunk. I shall never know.
It seems I can't have caffeine later than 4 pm now. Had a Pepsi yesterday while it was still light, so probably 4ish, and was rewarded with a nuit blanche. Read one-eyed until probably close to 4 am and then finally got five hours sleep. Usually this leaves me bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, but have been heavy-eyed and headachy all day. Possibly to do with the wild winds all night and day.
However, place around the corner from me was having a cookies and hot chocolate fundraiser, so I went off to that in the grey wind and tiny snow flurries. In spite of temps they were outside and I trundled up in good time. Except the guy ahead of me insisted on thanking everyone involved, and shaking hands all round, and making everyone sing Hosanna-- no, not that one, which I could have borne, but something else in a foreign language that had a lot of Hosannas in it. And after a good five minutes, when he was finally done and leaving and I was moving up to the table to order, back he comes because he has to tell the little girl standing by her dad that Jesus loves her, and he has to shake her hand, and then shake everyone else's hands again as well. I wish at such times I could keep my face Japanese blank but I never learned that trick, so I'm sure I was broadcasting 'God save me from religious enthusiasts' far and wide. Mind, it's equally possible that he was just drunk. I shall never know.
