Everything is ok now, because I have had vodka, and Texas beef, and I have met
, who is stunningly beautiful and kind and sweet. And who brought me shoes so I don’t look like a fool at the banquet. And zinc lozenges. And hugs, which were much needed.
Do not let Cat pack her bag when loopy with sleep deprivation. Because she will forget that she has a formal banquet to attend. And she will luckily bring a nice skirt and sweater, but forget nice shoes. Also, she will leave her sunglasses on the airplane while groggily transferring from one plane to another and not noticing that they had fallen off of her head.
But I am ok now. I feel slightly more as if I belong here.
9 am interview in the morning, possible 7 or 8 am radio slot. Thus, bed.