(But what isn't, you ask?) (Um . . .) (Whatever.) (Parentheses.)
Could this be The One?
Will I just magically know the One when I meet it? Will there be butterflies?
I'm not having a good hair day. OMG I'm not having a good hair day. Dear St. Catherine, Patron Saint of Shiny Locks and Princes of England, please help. OMG.
Will we want the same things out of life, that same mystical mix of work & play?
Will there be awkward pauses in the conversation, or will our Q&A flow easily?
Given that this is Austin, will they be too much of a hippie for me?
Given that this is Austin, will I not be enough of a hippie for them? (Sidebar: Any ideas on where I could find some tie-dyed organic vegan loafers at the last minute?)
Most importantly, will they get how awesome we are?
|And by "we' I obvs. mean "Master P" - and that rad, 80's-style thrifted shirt he's sporting. Real men wear pink.|
Please & thank you for sending me good thoughts and any brilliant questions I should be asking the staff - and, most importantly, a complete, 180 degree hair turnaround . . .