September 2012
1 post
Joe: Revisited
830am: Lately I haven't been able to sleep much later then this, which sucks since I don't need to be up this early. I'm on the late shift this week so I can relax until 3pm. I start reading "Dream Team" on my tablet which happens to be the last thing I did the previous night.
10am: After reading and checking Twitter, Facebook, Tumblr, etc. I finally get out of bed. I eat a couple pieces of blueberry bread for breakfast.
1030am: Turn on the TV and start vegging out. Yesterday I did laundry and washed my car, so today I've pretty much got nothing to do.
1130am: Seems like a good time to shower. I shower and shave.
12pm: Good shower. Now its time to play Grabatron on my tablet because i love this game. I've also got the TV on in the background. Just chilling out.
1pm: Shit! I missed Home Improvement! Oh well, I reheat some burgers from last night and eat lunch while watching TV.
2pm: I get on the computer and start getting ready for work. One of the designers has been working on a redesign for the site I write for, so we share some ideas and I get a look at the progress so far. It looks good.
3pm: Work time. I write about a rumored HTC phone called the "8X." Do some forum spam cleaning, and just browse the news.
4pm: We're supposed to do our very first podcast today, but my partner is not answering IMs and I'm getting annoyed.
5pm: Dinner time. Dad made a....casserole? I think. I will be snacking later for sure.
6pm: Still no answer from my partner, though she appears online. This behavior is not new, and it's really frustrating me. So far I've written three articles today.
630pm: Working on a wallpaper for my "Weekend Wallpaper" post I do every Saturday.
7pm: Well, news is really slow so I think I'm going to go mobile. Packing up my laptop (and headset just in case podcast happens) and heading over to my GF's apartment to work.
730pm: News is slow, so I take a break to play some Wii Fit with my GF. Now I am actually sweaty. Also, the Wii says I'm 33 years old. -_-
9pm: Draft and schedule the Weekend Wallpaper post to go up tomorrow at noon. I've been trying all the Shock Top beers lately, so I pop open another Belgian White. It's nothing special. We've also been watching Honey I Shrunk the Kids while I'm working.
10pm: Officially done with work, so now I can move from desk to couch. Ahhh.
11pm: I make a sandwich at this time of night because I'm a boy. The movie ends, and I immediately IMDB the sequel because I'm trying to remember why they stuffed bananas down a kids mouth. Not much else to do here.
1am: I leave my GFs apartment and go home to sleep. Thus ending another day in the exciting life of a tech blogger.
October 2010
1 post
A Fluther Meet-Up
The following took place at Cedar Point, in Sandusky Ohio, on October 9th 2010. People: Allie, bluemukaki, J0E, kenmc, PnL, and shrubbery.
12am: Devi drove into a gas station to see if she had a flat tire, and she smelled gas in her car. No one saw anything wrong with her car and Devi got yelled at for blocking both sides of the gas station.
1230am: The girls stop at a grocery store, and tell...
May 2010
2 posts
chels: A Day in the Life
11.58am: Wake up to the sound of Bon Iver coming from Richard’s computer. skdjhfs! Cuddles!
12.15: Grab my computer and start browsing the usual sites. (Fluther, Tumblr, Twitter, Facebook.)
12.40: Get up. Hop in the shower. La la la. I don’t like showers as much as I used to because now they just make my heart race. Stupid.
13.00: Hang the laundry on the radiators to dry since the dryer is broken.
13.16: Hop in Fluther Chat~
13.19: Turn on my straightener and let it heat up while I put on some makeup.
13.49: Finally finish doing my hair. Bleh, it’s hot. Finish make-up. Get dressed!
14.10: Start cleaning up the kitchen which consists of unloading/loading/running the dishwasher, hand-washing some things, cleaning the stove and counters. All while listening to Cut Copy.
14.16: Kitchen is clean.. Time to make the bed. For some reason it makes me really uneasy if the bed is unmade. Wonder if I’m weird.. Hm…
14.33: Watch Richard dance as he does his hair.. Oh man. Massive lols ensue.
14.40: Get shoes and coat on, grab purse. Leave for Gourmet Burger Kitchen.
14.48: Richard says I should bring the umbrella. I proceed to tell him I asked him a bit earlier if I should and he said “No.” He doesn’t remember saying that.. of course. Silly. ..Leave for real this time..
15.12: Yay. @GBK. I. Am. Hungry.
15.20: Richard orders the food - Marinated Olives, weird Polenta Chip things (neither of us could decide if we liked or hated them. They were seriously weird), avocado bacon burger for him, small cheeseburger for me, and chips with mayo on the side.
17.04: Back home. Richard asks me if I “fancy” putting the groceries away. I say yes. (To be honest I kind of can’t refuse when he uses the word “fancy”. Way too cute.)
17.09: Time to surf the internet.. again. Also working on some HTML/CSS. Being productive is nice.
17.14: Richard is meowing at me. Yes, meowing.
17.30: Cuddling on the bed followed by playing “tunes” using Richard’s finger and my teeth. (God we’re awesome. We did Happy Birthday, Mary Had A Little Lamb, Twinkle Twinkle and I think that’s it?)
18.00: Started downloading Maple Story. Sat around in Fluther chat, on STFU, and just browsing the internet until it finishes…
22.00: Still waiting for MS to download. Listening to Richard talk. This download seriously needs to finish… *twiddles thumbs*..
23.11: …MS finally finishes downloading. Time to play.
0.00: Talking to Jake on AIM. Richard and I hungry so we should probably eat something. Trying to figure out what to make, however Richards responses make me less productive and just make me laugh.
0.50: Decide on pizza. Preheat the oven and get a glass of apple juice. Richard has me feed it to him, as I proceed to put the glass down he says “more”. Oh man.
1.36: PIZZA IS READY. nom nom nom nom.
1.50: Richard helps me with some html/css stuff and the site loads much faster. Isn’t he wonderful!
2.26: Head to the bedroom and into bed. Hang around Fluther, talk to Jake some more, trying to give my friend Lisa advice, while Richard is passing out. Playing around on STFU.
5.18: The sun is coming up. Open the window because it’s super hot. Hop in bed. ‘Night!
robmandu: A Day in the Life
Context: It’s May in Texas. Starting to warm up nicely. My wife and I have our third baby due in 2 weeks. And I’ve got an olympic-distance triathlon 2 weeks after that on Memorial Day in Austin (Capital of Texas Triathalon). Home: 5:45am- Up and at ‘em. Kiss the wife. Swim 1 mile. Run 5 miles. S.S.S. Coffee. Car: Drop the boy at Kindergarten. Office: General technical...
PnL (Devi): An EPIC Day in the Life
7.00am: First alarm rings. The clock is across the room, I get up sleepily, trudge through the obstacle course that is currently my room (it’s due for a cleaning, I know) and turn it off. I then quickly flop back on my bed.
7.15: Second alarm rings. It’s just my cell phone next to me. My alarm system needs help. The idea is that normally I should be up by the first alarm, but just in case I fall back asleep, I have the second alarm telling me “you really have to wake up NOW or you’ll be late.” Unfortunately, even on days that I am reasonably awake I lack the discipline to just wake up after the first alarm, so I always go back to sleep till the second one.
7.20: Finally wake up and get out of bed. The first clear thought in my brain is “scissors.” That’s because last night, before going to bed, I got an email reminding me to bring a pair of scissors to school for our blanket making event and I had decided I’ll put them in my backpack in the morning. So I guess the” you’ll remember the last thing you think of before bed” idea is true?
7.40: Done with shower and bathroom stuff. I absolutely must shower before stepping out in the morning. I just feel gross if I don’t. Also, I am so much more awake after a shower that the necessity is undeniable.
7.48: About to step out the door when EEEEEEK scissors!!!! I rush back upstairs and grab a pair to put in my purse.
7.50: Out of the door. I’ve grabbed my to go breakfast – granola bars and am driving to school. The drive from my house to school is 7 minutes. I can usually make it even faster. But TODAY is not a good morning. There’s this truck in front of me that is going painfully slow. The speed limit is 45, and he was going 40 (though to be fair, even if he was going 45 I probably wouldn’t be happy since I go 60 on that road). There was another truck in front of him, and it’s a two lane local road so passing is not an option. My blood pressure is building due to my impatience, so to calm myself I focus on the back of the truck which has to two nuts/bolts that look like eyes and then a random line below them that kind of looks like a mouth. It was smiling at me! I just stared at the smile until I got to school (don’t judge me for my weird imagination, it’s not like I imagined it was a unicorn or something).
7.57: Reached school! And I got a wonderful parking spot. YAY! I head straight to class since it’s about to begin. Our current course is Brain, Mind and Behavior. Today we learned about the Diencephalon. Put really simply, it’s a region of your brain, except we learn about it in excruciating detail. Normally we have class daily from 8 to 12, but this week is a bit different in that we only have one hour of class in the morning, which is then followed by three hours of lab.
8.50: Done with class, everyone makes their way towards lab. We spend an hour and a half looking at myelin stained parts of the brain on the virtual microscope and then another hour going over the actual brain and spinal cord. I have to say, the human brain is so cool and fascinating! I still don’t want to learn what every freaking bump (gyrus) on it is called (they really do have a name for everything), but it still never ceases to amaze me just how perfectly it is designed. Most of the time we are looking at brains that have already been taken out of the cadavers (in fact, we did that during anatomy last year, they then “fixed” the brain with chemicals and prepared it for this class) but there is one exception on the demo table which is simply amazing in my opinion. That’s because it is a dissection of a man’s face with the skin still on. The skull is removed from the sides, but a small part is left remaining on the top. The face is kept in a jar of all sorts of good saline solution (or whatever preservatives they use) and to take it out of the jar, you lift it up from that thin sagittal slice of skull that is still remaining. So you can see all the dural folds and notches on the inside of the skull, while the face is still there! It’s hard to explain, but it kind of reminds me of the movies, and did I mention it’s awesome? I’ll try to keep the geek talk to a minimum from now, sorry. On a lighter note, I am always so hungry when in lab because I don’t really eat breakfast since I’d rather spend that extra time sleeping. My lab partners were trying to convince me that it doesn’t take that long to eat a bowl of cereal, so I was explaining that it does take quite a while, because first you put it in the microwave and then,—but they didn’t let me finish. Right away they all asked in an incredulous unison “You heat your cereal???!?” Hmph. Of course I do. I don’t like cold milk. It tastes gross. The rest of the time was spent mocking me for my methods and so I’ll spare you all that conversation.
11.30: Head to café for lunch with lab group (there are 6 of us). I chose chicken cacciatore with broccoli and cheese. The sauce that the chicken was in was amazing, but the chicken piece itself was big and cut weird and I didn’t know how to approach it. The broccoli is an anomaly for me, but since the TA in lab used it as an analogy to a structure in the brain called flocculus, I decided to eat some in honor of that. That, by the way, is not at all uncommon. Throughout anatomy, many structures of the body were used in analogy with daily food items so that we can remember them better. Some students were grossed out by that and had to stop eating those items for a while (fat in our body looks like egg yolk, I swear …and cheese pizza at times). I personally couldn’t care less.
12.00pm: Go to blanket making event. We made several fleece blankets that were then donated to the kids admitted in the children’s hospital nearby.
2.00: Finally done with blanket making (I learned a new skill today!) and so I get a study room and sit down to study only to be interrupted by a friend that wanted to vent about her life. Listened till 4 pm when my friend came over to review more brain stuff. Go to lab.
5.00: I realize I am also supposed to be at a procedure workshop tonight, but since I haven’t figured out a way to cut myself in half and send one half to each event just yet, I call the head of the workshop and tell her I can’t make it. Head over to school library to discuss our upcoming food throwdown event (it’s loosely based on Iron chef, I think). I agree to ask the nearby Chipotle manager if he will donate a gift card for the event.
6.00: Leave school to pick up dinner for the 6:30 event. We had ordered Arabic food. The owner of the place is really friendly and while I was waiting for my order, the Arabic customers there asked me if I was Arabic. Apparently I have one of those faces that can be construed as Middle Eastern or South East Asian.
6.45: I know I know. Event was supposed to start at 6:30 but there was traffic! We quickly serve food (spinach/beef pita sandwiches, falafel, baklava etc), and then watch a 90 min documentary of camps around the world that take care of kids with AIDS. The documentary is called Tiny Tears. I thought it was good but should have been a little shorter. After the third country, we get the picture and its just repetition. Plus we try to make all medical school events an hour max because students are busy and antsy about spending more time since they need to study. Since I am extremely involved in many organizations at school, and also in charge of publicity, it makes me mad when an event runs longer because that just means it’s going to be harder to get people to attend the next time
8.00: Movie is over. A few friends tease me about how it’s practically bedtime now and they can’t study anymore (since it ran so long). Ha. Ha. A few friends call and ask me to go watch the new movie How to train a dragon with them, but since I’ve gotten essentially nothing productive done all day (study wise), I say no. It’s too bad because Monday nights, the local theatre only charges 5$ and gives free popcorn! What a great deal!
9.00: FINALLY leaving school. Ugh. I’ve been here for 13 hours now. Go to friend’s house nearby to borrow some neuroanatomy books needed for this course but I end up staying till 1030 since I am really close to her and her 4 roommates (we go way back) and so whenever we get together, we just end up chatting. Knowing second year medical students is really helpful also because my close friends just let me borrow their book for the course (one course is usually about 7 weeks) and so I save a lot of money that would otherwise go into buying them.
10.45: Reach home, completely exhausted. I feel really bad because I got no studying done. For the umpteenth time I tell myself how I need to cut back on the extracurricular or I’m going to fail one day soon (the reason I haven’t yet are the sleepless nights where I play catch up, medical school is not easy, guys). Roommate comes home, we catch up on each other’s day. I go to my room ready to sleep but a few people IM me with some important topics and end up staying up till much later.
1.30am: Go to sleep. I have to say, no one sleeps better than a medical student. Insomnia? What is that? I am always so tired and so sleep deprived that as soon as my head hits the pillow, I’m out. Seriously. Never do I remember even being awake for a few seconds while lying down. I’m out and ready to start the madness again tomorrow.
April 2010
5 posts
AstroChuck: A Day in the Life
Tomorrow I'll probably save the world but sadly this day isn't nearly as exciting.
3.58: Awakened by a bad headache. Ibuprofen and a quick pee as I am up anyway. Back to bed @ 4:02.
6.08: Get up. Brush teeth, BM, then shower and shave.
6.28: Blow dry hair, put on postal monkey suit and contact lenses.
6.33: Turn off house alarm then let Juno (our dog) out of her crate and then outside to do her thing.
6.37: Grab paper from porch. Take my vitamin then toast and veggie sausage for breakfast as I scan the paper.
6.44: Kiss Parrothead and the parakeet goodbye then out the door.
6.49: Starbuck's. Tall nonfat dark cherry mocha, extra hot, no whip. Hoping caffeine will help kill my headache.
6.56: On my way. NPR through news then back and forth between that and the Stern show.
7.21: Arrive @ 5930 S. Land Park Dr. (my place of employ). Check email on my iPhone. Then quick check on Fluther and Facebook. Headache has subsided somewhat.
7.30: The fun begins!
9.29: Mail's all been cased and now I've pulled it all down. Hitting the streets.
11.35: Back from the street already as I'm on a work restriction that limits me to two hours walking due to spraining my ankle nine days earlier.
12.03: A little late for my physical therapy appointment.
12.06: Just began my five minutes on the bike. Piece of cake.
12.11: Now about to start foot exercises followed by "The Ice Boot" and electric current.
12.58: Done with torture. Limping more now than when I walked in. Now waiting to see doctor. Hopefully she will clear me for full duty.
2.09: Hooray! Released from limited duty purgatory. Now back to da office. No lunch break today so I'll get off work at...
3.31: Freedom!
3.53: Drop off prescription for some happy pills. 20 minute wait? I don't think so. I'll just pick them up tomorrow.
4.10: Pick up Parakeet (Henceforth to be referred to as Halle) from CDI (daycare).
4.18: Home. Now to let Juno inside, change clothes, and then check the mail (God bless the USPS).
4.45: Parrothead (henceforth to be referred to as Becky) arrives home.
5.02: Leave for my folks' house for dinner and some work around their house.
5.35: Leave for dinner. My parents have chosen Mimi's Cafe. (Eh, they're in their eighties. What are you going to do?)
5.51: Arrive at Mimi's. Going to have the Ciabatta Veggie Stack and a baked potato with salsa. And water.
6.48: Goodbye, Mimi! Nice knowin' ya. Now off to Sears for my dad. (Stuff he needs there apparently.)
7.08: Goodbye, Mr. Roebuck!
7.52: Just walked into folk's house. Time to get to work. Ooh. The Giants game is on TV!
9.56: Giants game just ended (they beat the Cardinals), my work for them is done, and we're finally leaving for home.
10.12: Quick run into the supermarket for a few needed items. Becky and Halle are staying in the car.
10.25: Goodbye, Supermarket!
10.31: Home again, home again, jiggity jig.
10.32: Taking Juno for a quick mini walk.
10.39: Done with walkies.
10.40: Kissing Halle goodnight.
10.41: Making lunch (Tofurky & mustard on wheat, baked potato chips, and banana) and then put away groceries.
10.49: Cleaning the cats' litter boxes. Joy!
10.53: Brush teeth and get ready for bed.
11.01: Finally in my green recliner. Becky is watching "Everybody Hates Chris" on Nick-At-Nite again (Something she watches ad nauseum even though she owns all four seasons on DVD). Reading the paper.
11.31: Becky and I are going to hit the sheets now. Juno goes in her crate. Final pee of the day then set house alarm.
11.35: In bed reading "Ancient Rome On 5 Denari a Day" and doing a little evening Fluthering as Becky is getting ready for bed. (Damn, she takes forever!)
11.58: I'm spent. Lights out. Goodnight, Moon.
Judochop: A Day in the Life
(Going with a little different format this week)
It all starts about 7:30am for me. After a refreshing four to five hours of sleep. Early in the week I am afraid there is nothing much exciting to tell. I am a pretty regular guy. I drive my daughter to school, usually stop for Chai on the way back and then come home to run the dogs and feed them. I have two furry friends. The mid morning consists...
EmpressPixie: A Day in the Life
7.00am: Wake up, realize I forgot to turn my alarm on last night. Panic briefly. See the time, relax and reach for my computer. Start reading email.
7.30am: My alarm goes off. Stop reading email because my computer dies.
7.45am: Get out of bed and get dressed.
8.00am: Wonder if Connor is taking Rigel to school of it I need to take the bus. He is. I’ll catch a ride with them.
8.05am: Paw through my perfume box. Today’s idea. Herbert West, since I’m pretending to be a mad scientist in my second class. Also grab Miller vs. State of California to show law professor.
8.15am: Leave the house. We’re late which means I’ll get to class but I won’t be able to grab some tea before then.
8.24am: Arrive at Business Law Ethics. Continue reading email.
8.30am: Class begins.
8.40am: We’re talking about West Virginia as a learning example. “... the West Virigina Supreme Court, which will never be confused with a court that has justice,...”
10.10am: Get out of class 10 minutes early. Run downstairs to grab some Earl Grey with honey and a croissant.
10.20am: Waiting for Groups and Teams in Organizations to start. Chatting with Daniel who got online sometime during BLE. Burned my tongue on my tea. Read more email.
10.30am: Class begins. We’re talking about the Satera case again and team: management after the easy points of correction.
10.58am: I wonder briefly if moderating is making me better at managing conflict. I’m very conflict averse in general and it forces me not to be. Scroll through some email.
11.13am: We’ve started role-playing in class. I’m prepared to be Ira Lovas, the quiet guy, in the second round of role-play.
11.53am: Realize halfway through the first round that I am: definitely going to be paired with Edan. Our role-play was hilariously on key because we played personalities that aligned with our own.
12.20pm: Class is over. I make my way to the bus stop arriving just in time to run the last 20 yards or so and catch the bus.
12.55pm: Change of clothes – put on long sleeves this morning which was actually comfortable then, but is truly miserable now. Sit down at the dining room table to work – my signal to others that I have serious work to do. Or at least to myself. Bring the pitcher of iced tea with me. Remind myself I have a metric ton of homework that I’ve procrastinated on and must be completed tonight.
1.10pm: Continue to procrastinate. Read more email.
1.20pm: Continue to procrastinate. I really have a ton of work to do too, sigh. Maybe I should make some coffee.
1.40pm: Start working, but mostly just watch Bones and read email.
4.20pm: Check the mail even though I already grabbed it. There are two packages. Deliver one to Connor, open the shoes I ordered yesterday. Spend several minutes telling everyone how impressed I am: that the shoes I ordered yesterday are here already. Seriously, that’s really impressive – I ordered them yesterday. Regular shipping. Here today.
4.27pm: Start the several month bitching process of breaking in new shoes. Also, make more sweet iced tea.
4.30pm: Get back to Bones and studying and email and vague chatting.
5.22pm: Start craving iced tea but it is definitely not ready yet. Pout.
6.45pm: Walked to the neighborhood deli to grab some dinner. Nice walk, not hot anymore. Got home and it was totally hot inside.
7.10pm: Made a tomato sandwich. Consumed it. Got a glass of luke warm tea and iced it. Consumed that as well.
10.24pm: Did I mention I was working on homework? Yes. I did – at 1.40. Well, I’ve finished two assignments and am: moving on to the grand finale. I have to write a research paper by, um, tomorrow at 6.30pm.
12.46am: Moved from the kitchen table to my bedroom to keep working on my paper. Moving to bed counts as the end of my day – well known fact, once I’m in it, I’ll fall asleep in about two seconds. Shock anyone I’m still chatting with by being awake. If I didn’t have a ton of homework due tomorrow, I’d’ve been asleep hours ago.
Dr_C: A Day in the Life
5.45am: Bruno whines in my ear so i get up and let him outsider to do his Business. Turn on the coffee maker and go upstairs for a few more minutes of sleep.
6.15: Shower time! Dreading today since I have to quit my ER shift. I love Tuesdays because of these shifts… but I need to have at least one day off a week…. I’m wearing myself ragged!
6.25: Turn on the news and go online to check e-mail and fluther. Nothing out of the ordinary or especially interesting today.
7.02: The beautiful and talented Mrs. C is here to drive me to work. I love this woman.
7.40: Greeted at the door by hot receptionist who tells me her sister is doing much better and thanks me for seeing her the week before. ER empty.
8.00: Rounds. Full house today… a lot of patients will be released today so I’m thinking it might be an uneventful shift. This is a good thing as I didn’t get much sleep last night… I was in chat till I don’t know when. First patient of the day. Hooray for stitching!
9.45: Yolanda brings my breakfast up from the kitchen. She spoils me. Asks If I can take a look at her son’s GF’s daughter who took a bad spill off her bike a few days earlier. I said I’d take a look when she got there.
10.30: Call down to admin and ask If I can have a few minutes with the boss later today. It’s not something I’m looking forward to but there’s no turning back now. He’s with patients So I’ll have to wait a while. Another patient arrives. It never ceases to amaze me how people that eat spicy foods at every meal, drink a gallon of coffee a day, smoke and drink can’t understand why their heartburn doesn’t get better! “It’s like the pills don’t even work!!!” (inner face-palm).
10.55: Go on fluther chat for a while. I love this place and can’t stay away. Some of my favorites are here right now. It’s always a good time. E-mail Mrs C something about Ricky Martin coming out of the closet.. twice. She bitches me out and threatens not to come pick me up after my shift… twice. It’s a little funny I think.
11.45: Saw a few more patients and got called into boss’s office. He asks what’s wrong. I explain how much I love working there, but the test prep courses ar taking up the other 6 days of the week and I can’t keep up the pace anymore. I give him some lame excuse about the people at test prep asking me to come in for more hours… So he asks If I want to quit. I say I don’t want to but I have to. He does not accept my resignation and instead tells me I’ve become an invaluable part of the staff and says he’d rather give me a couple of months off and hire someone to fill in on a temp basis. He wants me back in July. I agree and leave feeling pretty good about myself.
1.15: FIRST REAL EMERGENCY OF THE DAY!!! Not really… Some kid decided to take a nose dive off her desk at school and split her forehead open. Clean wound, stitch, x-ray and observation…. Same basic drill every time. Boring.
2.13: Yolanda’s son’s GF comes in with what turns out to be her baby sister and not her daughter who fell off her bike. This girl (the GF not the patient) is dressed like she’s looking to get laid.. and has the body to pull it off which makes me a bit uncomfortable, especially since she’s being all flirty in front of her BF’s mom. It makes me feel even worse when I find out she just turned 18 like a week before. Her baby sister does not have a fracture. I prescribe something for the pain/inflammation .
2.45: After checking up on some more patients on the floor I go back to the nurse’s station to hijack their mac and go on chat. Flirty nurse is being flirty again… So I pretend not to notice and continue to chat away.
3.50: I’ve gone through about 9 patients in the ER so far…. Time for lunch! Yolanda made me a special treat since I was so good with the little girl. I love Yolanda… she’s the sweetest old lady on earth. Tell her I’ll be taking some time off. She got a little misty.
5.00: Get a call from other boss. We’re trying a new stem cell procedure and participating in a clinical trial… wants me to check in after work. Excited!
6.45: Got called down to admin. It seems they have a check for me from one of the insurance companies and they neglected to tell me about it. Awesome day so far.
7.35: Have to finish my charts…. Have 3 patients waiting in the ER… Have to do 2 histories… all before 8.00!!!! I start to mobilize the nurses. Run down to the ER and take care of business…. Finish histories and start my charts @ 8. Next shift Doc is late…
8.25: done with charts. Relief is here. She offers to take my patient files to the insurance company for me on Saturday. Call The missus to come pick me up.
9.15: in the car with my woman she says the words I’ve been waiting to hear her say “Let’s go to Star Wars in Concert” I LOVE THIS WOMAN.
10.30: had dinner. Had some wine. Time for fluther! Where the hell is Jane? Need to talk to her as usual.
12.05: that’s it. Too tired to continue. Take Bruno out one last time and then set the off-timer on tv. It’s been quite a day. Off to bed.
March 2010
4 posts
IBERnineD: A Day in the Life
8.30am: My Alarm goes off, and I hit snooze.
9.00am: My Alarm goes off, and I hit snooze.
10.20am: Finally get out of bed, running late!
10.45am: Miss the bus.
11.16am: Finally get to my class 16 minutes late. Watch the rest of Young Frankenstein.
12.00pm: Walk with Bobby to the library, so I can study for Physics
2.00pm: After chatting on Fluther and “studying” head downtown to take Physics test.
4.00pm: World History Class, learn a LOT about katanas “Those things will fuck a mother up!”, remember why I love my teacher.
5.15pm: Get a call from the roomie (Kelly) about donating blood and how I was supposed to meet her there. Demand the bus stop and jump off.
5.40pm: Lie to the Red Cross about why I’m not donating blood, (“Oh I just got a tattoo I can’t!) when really it’s because when I give blood I pass out and wake up screaming. It’s a bad habit.
6.30pm: Finish eating free pizza while Kelly recuperates, realize she told the nurses the real reason I wasn’t donating, we get odd stares while we walk out.
7.30pm: Start Laundry and watch the WVU vs. Washington game (ELITE 8!) while flipping back and forth between that and Grey’s Anatomy Woot!
11.00pm: Discuss people we know with the roommate, while periodically interwebbing. Decide we need to make zucchini pancakes.
12.00am: Try to find Jesus so we can discuss people.
1.00am: Continue my search for my current theme song and cleaning
2.00am: Take a shower, realize half way through all my towels are in the washing machine. Find a collections of shirts and cling them to my body.
3.00am: Realize it’s freaking 3am and go to bed pitifully on top of my sheetless bed (that I was supposed to make) and group the damp shirts around and on top of me for warmth.
petethepothead: A Day in the Life
12.00: Hanging out in chat. George and Joe just asked me to keep track of my day just a little while ago, and since it’s almost midnight, the start of a new day, I figured I might as well do it today. The discussion in chat goes from sex, to jetpacks, to beer. I’m not really paying much attention.
1.00: Storytime!
2.00: Madi tells stories.
3.00: I make up a story about a cat, a dog, a bird, and a stegosaurus for Madison. Her cousin goes to bed, and she is getting sleepy too. We say our goodnights
4.00: While sleep sounds appealing, I don’t think I’m quite ready for it. I’ve promised to go to bed before sunrise, but I still have time to go for a walk before then. I put my jacket on, grab a banana from the kitchen, and go out through the back door.
Usually I intend only to go a few blocks, then turn around and go home. But that doesn’t usually happen. Usually I decide to go one more block, then just one more, then down to the end of the road, etcetera, until I’m quite far from home. Today I start walking until I get to Zen’s town of residence. I wonder if he’s in one of the buildings I pass by. It’s a really quiet night, and one particular road is pretty dark. I stand for a minute on the sidewalk next to a building, and the thought crosses my mind that it would be fun to paint something on the building. Unfortunately I don’t have any paint. A few birds fly across the sky, honking as they go. I read something recently about different kinds of birds, though not so recently that I remember the details, that led me to wonder if they really were geese. I turn around and start walking home. I generally try to avoid taking the same roads on the return trip that I took getting to a place, shooting instead for a more circular pattern. But tonight I don’t feel like bothering. I loop around a bit, but take the same basic route home. A cop passes me, and he slows down and cranes his neck toward me as he passes, which annoys me. A skunk scampers across my path at one point, his tail in the air. I watch him scurry along.
5.00: I get home from my walk and make a cup of sleepytime tea. As I sip my tea I check Fluther, Gmail, other sites, one last time. I had had a really bad headache at the start of the evening. It’s been gone for a while, but I just realize that now. I feel pretty wonderful. I brush my teeth (and floss!) and go to bed.
12.00: I wake up. I think about going back to sleep— I’m still tired, but I could easily wake myself up. I decide to get up. I go into the bathroom to brush my teeth and shower.
1.00: I finish showering, get dressed, check the internet, and go downstairs. My dog rolls over on his back and I spend ten minutes petting his belly. I let the him outside, and check the mailbox. There’s nothing for me, but my dog has received something from the National Arbor Foundation. For breakfast I make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and a cup of English breakfast tea, which I consume while reading the paper.
2.00: I decide to go for a bicycle ride. I keep forgetting to go to the hardware store to get myself a copy of the garage door key. As it is now I have to either leave the door unlocked while I’m gone, or else get my bike out, lock it, and then when I get home I have to go through the house to open the garage door and put my bike away, which is annoying. The neighbor across the street is a burglar, so I always lock it.
I go for a quiet ride, avoiding busy streets. The sky is cloudy, almost pink, but the air is kind of warm. There are very few people around, which is kind of weird. It’s peaceful though. I keep going up and down the back roads for a while, then cross over into another town. I see a lamp in the garbage, which I think about bringing home. After inspecting it I decide I don’t really need it. It wouldn’t be worth the hassle. I ride home.
3.00: I get home, and start getting things ready for school. I make tea for my thermos, put some pretzels in a plastic bag, put some Cheerios in a bag. Get a can of iced tea. Put all of it in my bag thing. I don’t have to get the bus for a while, but most days I wait until the last minute to get ready, and end up rushing, so today I’m simply getting everything ready early. I decide to take the dog for a walk. I get his leash out of the closet and he begins running around the house joyously. We leave the house and walk down to the end of the street. He always pulls on the leash, which is frustrating. He sniffs trees while I wait around for him to finish. He sees a squirrel so we chase it. The squirrel runs up a tree but I don’t stop. Now we are just running. We keep this up for a few minutes, then, as we near home, we slow to a trot. We get home and drink water together on the back deck.
It’s getting close to the time I have to leave for the bus, so I lock up the house, and leave.
4.00: The bus is late. The bus is always late. I stand at the damn stop for 20 minutes after it should have been there, and finally it comes. It isn’t very crowded. I sit in my favorite seat, the one located above the back left tire, which I like because it’s taller than all the other seats. I read Book II of The Republic. For a reason I can’t quite figure out, I feel more aware of my surroundings than I normally do. I’m aware where every person on the bus is, and the temperature of the air in the bus, and it’s a nice feeling. Someone sitting in the front of the bus has music playing too loud. I close my eyes for a bit and have a dream in which I ask Sarcasm “How’s the band going?” He replies “Oh, you know.” I wake up and fall back asleep. This time I dream of a sloped granite wall with water running down it’s side.
5.00: The bus arrives at school. My class starts at 6.20, so I figure I’ll go to the library and hang out on the computer, as I do most days I get an early bus. As I had been walking from the bus I opened a can of Arizona green tea, which by now I had finished. I sat down on one of the benches they have along the walls of the hallway on the first floor so that I could crush the can and put it in a plastic bag so it wouldn’t leak onto my stuff. There are recycling bins at school but I can get about a penny per can at the scrap metal place, so I’ve gotten into the habit of always saving my aluminum. While my bag is open I notice a story that I had printed out a while ago that I’d intended to read, so I put off going to the library and begin reading it. I end up stopping midway through and just sit around watching people, and thinking. A girl with a stuffed animal attached to her head passes about 10 times. A group of girls stand by the vending machines talking in Polish. A homeless man lies down on another of the benches.
6.00: I have a few moments before the start of class, so I go up to the library and check Fluther for a moment. My class is in a different building, so I leave the library and start walking to class. On the way I eat an apple. I keep the seeds in my mouth for a while, then, unable to throw them away, I spit them into my pocket. This is something that nearly everyone on my dad’s side of the family does. If you go to the houses of any of my family members you will inevitably find on the kitchen window sill several peach pits and apple seeds. They may never get planted, but someone will always save them with the intent of planting them sometime.
I love this class. Political and Social Philosophy. We discuss the meaning of justice, and it leads into an involved conversation about the differences between schooling and education.
In class we have a ten minute break. A girl comes up to the guy sitting next to me and asks if he has singles she can exchange with him for a $2 bill. He does. Before he puts his wallet away I ask him, “Do you have another one?” He does, and I give him an Eisenhower dollar. Nothing else is said, but I sense that he loves what just happened. What’s the likelihood of getting _two_ different kinds of somewhat obscure currency in such a short time period?
We resume class. I take out my thermos and sip tea while listening to the discussion. I take notes and write my own thoughts and draw.
9.00: Class ends. I go upstairs to a little nook that’s usually pretty empty. No one is there, and I sit and eat food. I go back to the library and use the computers. I print out stuff for tomorrow’s class. I stop in Fluther chat for a minute. Time passes pretty quickly.
10.00: As I’m walking out to the bus stop two girls approach me, asking something that I can’t quite make out. It’s something about God. I do usually talk to people like these if I’m not in a hurry, or at least I have been lately. The past few months I’ve been much more outgoing and willing to talk to strangers than I have been previously. The bus doesn’t come for another 15 minutes, so I stop. It takes me a while to figure out the point they are trying to make. I’m still not certain, but it was something like this. since in Genesis God creates man and woman in his image, there must be two parts to God. The other part, or the “bride” is, according to Revelations, the city of Jerusalem. The two converse in Spanish for a moment, then the other girl says “Do you understand? It’s important, you know? In the last days, which is now, it’s really important to know, you know? And you can’t trust anyone who says things without proof, which is why we look at the scripture, you know? We’re not crazy or anything like that. You should come to a Bible study sometime. It’s really important.” I want to ask her how she knows the scripture is true, not to be a dick, but because I’m genuinely interested in what her answer will be. Unfortunately I don’t have time. I decline their offer to go their church “now,” and go out to get the bus.
The bus home is always very relaxing, and always on time. The same few people always take this bus home. The familiarity is nice. I sit in the front of the bus this time, for no particular reason. My favorite seat in the back is available, but I’d rather sit in the front tonight, because the front seats are the only ones that don’t have a light above them.
A guy gets on the bus and asks for a transfer at the senior rate. He is not a senior. The bus driver doesn’t argue. He puts thirty cents into the money slot, and the driver tells him that the fare is thirty: five cents. He makes a fuss, but in the end he puts another nickel into the slot. He sits down next to me and says “Bus drivers can be so difficult.” I half:smile at him. “NJ Transit is going to cut service because Christie doesn‘t want to help them,” he continues. He is a creepy looking dude. He is mostly bald, and his eyes are just… weird. They’re small and they pop out of his head and he has glasses that magnify them. His voice is whiney. I tell him that I read about that in the paper, but that I also read more recently that Melendez got some extra funding from somewhere for it. He goes on ranting about our current governor, and how wants to cut everything. “But the democrats control the house, so maybe they can block that,” he tells me. I confess that I have only a limited understanding of how the state’s general assembly functions, but I tell him that cutting things in and of itself isn’t a bad thing— New Jersey _needs_ to cut. I just don’t like _where_ Christie is cutting, i.e.. school funding. He says he that I’m right, and says I’m smart. I don’t know what to say to that, so I say nothing. Luckily he does not speak to me again.
11.00: My driver is a cool guy. Last week the 755 never arrived, and he was on the return trip when he saw me walking along the road toward where the next 751 would arrive. He picked me up, even though I was on the other side of the street and not at a bus stop, and brought me down to where I could get the 751. I bid him good evening when I arrive at my stop. I get off the bus.
I take a bit of a detour on the way home, just so I can walk around a bit. I get home, make dinner. Campbell’s vegetable soup. I go upstairs and Madi invites me to a Skype party. I go into the chat room but it’s pretty dead. I’m a bit confused as to what is going on in Skype. My dog is sitting on the floor, hoping that I’ll give him a bit of potato from my soup. Doc’s dogs start barking and he gets confused. I finish my soup and let my dog lick out the bowl. I foresee a cup of tea in my near future.
shrubbery: A Day in the Life
7:00am. Alarm goes off for the first time. Snooze. Alarm continues to go off every 5 minutes until I accidentally hit “off” instead of “snooze”.
7:45am. Sit up suddenly in bed and think “Crap! Did I sleep in? Am I late for work?” Check clock, think “Oh, lucky. I better get up now.” Actually lie back down and doze off again.
8am. Sit up suddenly in...
gggritso: A Day in the Life
7.55: I wake up, hit the “Dismiss” button on my phone and sit up. I check Twitter and fall over sideways, out of the bed.
8.20: Breakfast: eggs, bacon and juice. Health-licious.
8.55: I’m getting onto the bus. I foresee a nap in my future.
9.45: I arrive at the office. I’m the last one here, as always, but am not late. I don’t do “late”.
12.30: My fingers feel weird from typing so much, and I have about 20 Firefox tabs open. Yep, it’s lunchtime. I guess we’re going out for lunch, that’s good stuff. I think I now know all of the Asian restaurants in a 5 km radius. I love this job.
2.00: Halftime, baby! Only four hours to go.
5.45: My right eye feels funny, my butt kind of hurts and I want to go home now. I foresee another nap sometime soon.
6.45: The good thing about living at the final stop of the bus is that it’s more or less okay if I fall asleep on the bus.
7.20: You guessed it folks, it’s shower time.
8.00: Dinner! A nice hearty meal will certainly make me feel better!
9.00: A toss-up. Usually, this is internet time, but sometimes it’s reading time, or listening to music time, or doing assignments time. My favorite time of day.
11.00: Brushing of teeth, followed immediately by flossing and mouthwash. Painful, but fresh. Ahh.
11.30: If I’m not in bed by now, I really should be.
February 2010
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J0E: A Day in the Life
8.25: Alarm goes off. Check my email and twitter on my phone before leaving bed.
8.30: Got out of bed, drank a glass of orange juice. Read the sports section for a bit.
8.40: Took a shower. The soft water was all used up. Yuck.
8.55: Got back in bed. Checked more stuff on my phone.
9.00: Got on AIM quick to talk to someone who I hadn’t seen in a while.
9.10: Got dressed, packed up my laptop, brushed teeth.
9.20: Left for work.
10.00: Arrived at work. Got on AIM. Check facebook, fluther, tumblr, etc.
2.00: Left work. Stopped by McDonald’s on the way home, got two snack wraps. Yummy.
2.50: Got home. Have another snack. Start some homework before night class.
3.30: Decided I’m going to pretend to forget about night class.
4.00: My dad made nachos for dinner. I ate some.
4.30: My turn to do dishes…what am I ten?
6.15: Took a nap. Oh, I guess I am ten.
7.00: Watched 3 episodes of LOST on Netflix as I continue to try and catch up on the show. Realized Claire is the love of my life.
9.30: Signed on AIM, Fluther chat…my day is pretty much over…
11.00: Promoted this blog for the first time.
12.48: Said goodnight, logged off everything. Went to bed.
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