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30 March 2004 5:52 am : wake up, look in fear at the clock. back to sleep. 6:34 : wake up, look in fear at the clock. back to sleep. 6:59 : turn off alarm set for 7:00. back to sleep. 7:13 : wake up, look in fear at the clock. back to sleep. 7:20 : wake up, look in fear at the clock. back to sleep. 7:31 : out of bed. pick clothes off floor. miraculously find clean pair of underwear. curse roommate for hogging bathroom. try to shake off Super Big Gulp hangover. 7:42 : John calls with his usual wake-up call. 8:05 : in car. 8:14 : attempt to make car go by depressing gas pedal. no response. 8:17 : driving up Edge Hill Road, 10 mph. contemplate middle finger in my rear view mirror. 8:30 : arrive at work. brain dead. 9:00 : realize that the documents i wanted to print out at work are corrupted. 9:05 : drive home. thank god that i have a job that lets me go home in the middle of the day. 9:30-12:30 pm : work. get very dusty. talk to boss's son about Les Miserables and Chicago at length. wish i had a friend like him when i was 13. eat peanut butter and bread for late breakfast. field phone calls. 12:30 : order Chinese for co-workers and self. boss offers to treat for lunch. yay! 12:45 : go to post office. contemplate moving to post office since i seem to be spending so much time there. on the way in, harassed by a very angry man trying to get me to sign a petition. i decline. 12:45-1:00 : wait in line at post office. everyone seems to be on lunch at the same time. 1:00 : harassed by angry petition man again. pick up Chinese food across the parking lot. 1:15-2ish : food. hot and sour soup, steamed pork dumplings. half an egg roll. 2ish-4:00 : work. boss's son is getting rammy. try to avoid lapsing into a food coma. fail miserably. 4:00 : crazy old lady comes in, dumps what seems like half her house onto the counter and proceeds to fire about two dozen questions at me, most of which i have no clue about. i pass her to Brad. watch Brad make mental note to strangle me after 4:30. 4:35 : push last customers out the door. 4:57 : arrive home. disrobe and immediately climb into bed. take four ibuprofen and contemplate ripping out uterus. 5ish-6:27 : sleep. the best kind. 6:27-7:55 : read the best book ever. realize with joy that i still have almost half to go. 7:55-9ish : watching The Sopranos episode i missed. interrupted twice by phone: John and then my mom, who always calls me when she's on her way to or coming back from yoga. we discuss : John's job situation, my job situation, my Uncle Al, who is sick with some sort of internal infection, my severe case of cramps. whoo. 9:14 : realize that the jurying for the student show at Tyler is tomorrow at 10:00 am. curse inwardly. 9:30 : leave for school. 9:42 : stop at McDonalds for dinner. oh, the shame, the shame. 10ish-12:30 am : work at school. discover with great dismay that the platters i loved so dear last week have cracked and must be chucked. contemplate the feasibility of doing pottery. shake it off and put nose to grindstone. 12:52 : stop at 7-11 for another Super Big Gulp. ugh. 1:00-1:30 : work in studio in basement, laying out piece for student show jurying, while listening to BBC news. 1:30-2:15 : check email and write this entry. caffeine buzz beyond belief. snack on Cadbury egg. think that if this country were truly civilized, Cadbury eggs would be available year-round, like they are in the U.K. after that : sleep, maybe. this has been a sleep-deprived, caffeine-jacked collab for Wordgoddess. << back | index | forward >>
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