nervous anticipation

tomorrow marks a big day. it begins with my stint as a guest lecturer at smc ... i have no idea of what i'm going to say. i was never big on being responsible for leading discussion in class as a student (with the exception being kirk classes, as i just found myself talking and talking), let alone lead students in discussion as a non-student ... but it'll be fun. i think. i hope. i've got to dig out some of my old actf information ... i think i'll be utilizing some of the information i received from dan (considering i have at least three copies of the stuff, since he used them at both national festivals and at the o'neill) and then kind of just talking about how i started writing reviews and whatnot. and then let them (hopefully) ask questions.

and then tomorrow afternoon marks my first official day at the paper. i want to make a good first impression, i want the next two months to go well so we can see what happens from there. i just need to do well, work hard and enjoy it. that's really all there is to it - i can definitely do that. i just want to do it well.

but then tomorrow night brings ani to town ... so psyched. i last saw ani during the winter of my freshman year of college ... i saw her at memorial with lexi and her sister and had a great time. at that point, i knew next to nothing about her - it was one of those deals where lexi said, "hey, she's great, i think you'd like her, wanna come?" now that i actually know her music (and, as a result, love her music), i'm really looking forward to it. but i'll definitely be thinking of lex, which will be hard, but good at the same time. and, depending on how exhausted i am, i have the thumbs up to review the concert - if i'd like to. if i'm too tired, i don't have to. but i think i will - i'm playing around with the idea of getting a hotel room tomorrow night, as it'll be a late night at the show and i can just get a good nght's sleep before work tuesday morning.

it's a Big Day. and i'm looking forward to it. but looking forward to it does nothing to tame the butterflies that are racing around my stomach ...