The first class of the day is fewer than 90 minutes away. I'm currently enjoying a wheatgrass smoothie and a weaponized latte, to be followed by electrolytic water. I leave nothing to chance. Except for maybe the dialogue for Awkward Pose, which is stubbornly square-dancing with itself, the words doh-si-dohing around in my noggin.
Another who obviously leaves nothing to chance is the uber-friend, Bettina. She just showed up at the door, ready for class, at 7:08 a.m. She and her roommate were convinced that Daylight Savings Time ended at midnight. So not only over an hour early for class, but over a month early for Fall Back. Folks, that's organized.