Au Revoir!
I get off work at midnight. Then I have to go home and finish packing.
I'm mostly packed. What else do I need to pack?
Ummm...hairspray.
Toothpaste.
Janet purse.
Wig.
Umbrella.
What else? I can't think of anything. I hope I'm not forgetting anything.
Make-up! Yes, can't forget make-up.
Do I have time to practice floorshow make-up? How much sleep am I getting?
Flight leaves at 8:55. Should be at airport...what...about....6:55. Takes 45 minutes (or less!) for fly-away bus to get from Union station to airport. Buses take off every half hour. Should get on 6:00 am fly away bus. Ok...what time should I get on the goldline to ensure that I get to Union station by 6:00 am? Hmmmmm.....5:30 at the very latest. Therefore I should get up at 4:30. Must shave legs. Or wait...maybe I shouldn't. I technically don't need them shaved until Saturday night's Rocky show. Eh, whatever. I'll deicide in the morning.
Get off work at midnight. Finish packing. Wake up at 4:30.
Feed the cat.
Feed the cat.
Feed the cat.
Feed the cat.
Leave the chinchilla in charge for the weekend.
Bye folks, I'm off to the Rocky Horror convention!
Update:
Things to grab from work:
Batteries for camera
Permanent marker so Patricia Quinn and Little Nell can sign my hat box.
I'm mostly packed. What else do I need to pack?
Ummm...hairspray.
Toothpaste.
Janet purse.
Wig.
Umbrella.
What else? I can't think of anything. I hope I'm not forgetting anything.
Make-up! Yes, can't forget make-up.
Do I have time to practice floorshow make-up? How much sleep am I getting?
Flight leaves at 8:55. Should be at airport...what...about....6:55. Takes 45 minutes (or less!) for fly-away bus to get from Union station to airport. Buses take off every half hour. Should get on 6:00 am fly away bus. Ok...what time should I get on the goldline to ensure that I get to Union station by 6:00 am? Hmmmmm.....5:30 at the very latest. Therefore I should get up at 4:30. Must shave legs. Or wait...maybe I shouldn't. I technically don't need them shaved until Saturday night's Rocky show. Eh, whatever. I'll deicide in the morning.
Get off work at midnight. Finish packing. Wake up at 4:30.
Feed the cat.
Feed the cat.
Feed the cat.
Feed the cat.
Leave the chinchilla in charge for the weekend.
Bye folks, I'm off to the Rocky Horror convention!
Update:
Things to grab from work:
Batteries for camera
Permanent marker so Patricia Quinn and Little Nell can sign my hat box.