Okay, this is going to go fine. Fine. Perfect. It's gonna be good. Breathe.
I'm totally going to pass out, aren't I? Oh man. That would make a good impression. NOT. Okay. So, the interview. Let's get our thoughts together, Bailey. What'm I good at, what'm I not so good at, what's the last book I read (don't answer Megan Meade's Guide to the McGowan Boys, even if it's true, because I don't want to shoot myself), what do I want out of the program, what I can I bring to the program, et cetera. I can do this. I bet that in three hours, I will be laughing at my panicking (oh please oh please oh please).
Okay. Stuff to do before I go: set up upstairs VCR to record Four Kings and CSI (should be back in time to watch CSI, but just in case). Finish reading Megan Meade's Guide to the McGowan Boys because otherwise it's going to bug the hell out of me. Change into suit jacket and pants, and find a shirt that will work under the suit jacket (no, my gray T-shirt does NOT count for that).
Okay. I can do this. I can do this. Easily.
Less than an hour now. Oh, man.