T-3 hours
ohmyGOD, Benikosky just called to say he was going to AURORA from Longmont to pick up the sidelights for the grads.
It's 9:10!!!
How did the sidelights get to Aurora in the first place?!
Gah!!!
Uniform ironed: check
Hair braided: check
Tablecloth prepped: check
New script printed: check
Shoes windexed: not yet
waterbottles for the speakers, extra can of hairspray for the females who are bound to have fucked up hair within a few hours of insane scrambling about to get last minute things accomplished, new tiny steamer testing, bobby pins galore: eh... within the next fifteen minutes, hopefully.
Well. At least there's a reason for my nervous tic now.
It's 9:10!!!
How did the sidelights get to Aurora in the first place?!
Gah!!!
Uniform ironed: check
Hair braided: check
Tablecloth prepped: check
New script printed: check
Shoes windexed: not yet
waterbottles for the speakers, extra can of hairspray for the females who are bound to have fucked up hair within a few hours of insane scrambling about to get last minute things accomplished, new tiny steamer testing, bobby pins galore: eh... within the next fifteen minutes, hopefully.
Well. At least there's a reason for my nervous tic now.
posted by Deborah at 9:09:00 AM
