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.
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