The start of my class is two weeks from today. I have spent most of the day in a state of sheer terror. I am having so many doubts about performing. The only problem is the material. It'll be my material. What if it sucks? Surely to God the instructor will tell me "your material sucks" beforehand. At least then I'd know what to expect.
I did not do what I should have today, which is find out more information about the class, where it is, am I really registered properly, can I duck out of this shit, you know, those things.
It has been on my mind to ask Linda if she'd be mad if I don't do this. Earlier today I would have just changed it to something else, by the way. But when I think about it, she was so concerned that I wouldn't like this in the first place, so she had to have imagined that I might not do it, at some point. I don't think she'd be mad. She'd be disappointed, not in me, but mainly because she would have failed at Christmas gift-giving.
As I told people about this over the last couple of days, I was reminded by many of them of the funny things that I have said in the past. Funny thing is, I cannot remember a single one of them on my own. Trouble.

OK, here it is, the official template. I didn't go all fancy due to 1) time constraints and b) lack of technical know-how. Enjoy.