Monday.
I hate to say it, but today was an exceptionally unremarkable day. Nothing really happened at all...but, rather than mope about it, I decided to run through it to give you an idea of what an event-free day for me* looks like. It'll bring us closer together**.
7:15 - I wake up to my alarm, which I set every night to CBC Radio 1, and which seems capable of receiving only 102.1 The Edge in the morning.
7:30 - Mark calls. Mark is my safeguard against sleeping through class. He calls me every morning and makes me talk to him until he is sure that I am going to get out of bed.
7:37 - I turn over and go back to sleep.
8:20 - I look at the clock, decide I will not make it for my 8:45 class, and sleep some more.
10:30 - I get out of bed after having checked my email and read some news in bed. I remember I have a business meeting in the afternoon and desperately search for dress clothes.
11:15 - I am on my way out the door when I notice that I am locking my apartment with black-nailpolished fingers. I run inside to alter this.
12 - I meet Kathryn to go get our passport photos taken for Bar Ads. The man who runs the Kodak talks to us a mile a minute while he photoshops our photos. We both look 40 and as if we have been awake for days in these pictures. It's depressing.
12:45 - I get a bagel.
1:15 - I get on the subway and listen to my ipod. I scan the faces of my fellow passengers and wonder which of them will post a craigslist missed connections ad, and who it would be to. I will check this later. I read the missed connections every day.
2 - 5 - work stuff.
5:45 - I show up at DLS late and hang out on phone intake for my shift. My shiftees tell me about how they are engaged. I tell them that I am an empty shell this week and that I have nothing of importance to offer them. For once, they get to leave on time.
7:30 - I hop on the bus and talk to both my Gran and my Grandpa on the trip home. Neither are impressed with my dinner plans...
8:15 - a bagel. I call Mark and chat with him while I eat the bagel. Then I start my labour law summary.
12 - I watch the Daily Show and some of Colbert. Now...it's radio drama time.
*These days rarely ever happen.
**I'm working on improving my communication skills - apparently, 2.5 years of law school isn't enough to obscure a lifetime of being a bit of a fucking social failure.
I hate to say it, but today was an exceptionally unremarkable day. Nothing really happened at all...but, rather than mope about it, I decided to run through it to give you an idea of what an event-free day for me* looks like. It'll bring us closer together**.
7:15 - I wake up to my alarm, which I set every night to CBC Radio 1, and which seems capable of receiving only 102.1 The Edge in the morning.
7:30 - Mark calls. Mark is my safeguard against sleeping through class. He calls me every morning and makes me talk to him until he is sure that I am going to get out of bed.
7:37 - I turn over and go back to sleep.
8:20 - I look at the clock, decide I will not make it for my 8:45 class, and sleep some more.
10:30 - I get out of bed after having checked my email and read some news in bed. I remember I have a business meeting in the afternoon and desperately search for dress clothes.
11:15 - I am on my way out the door when I notice that I am locking my apartment with black-nailpolished fingers. I run inside to alter this.
12 - I meet Kathryn to go get our passport photos taken for Bar Ads. The man who runs the Kodak talks to us a mile a minute while he photoshops our photos. We both look 40 and as if we have been awake for days in these pictures. It's depressing.
12:45 - I get a bagel.
1:15 - I get on the subway and listen to my ipod. I scan the faces of my fellow passengers and wonder which of them will post a craigslist missed connections ad, and who it would be to. I will check this later. I read the missed connections every day.
2 - 5 - work stuff.
5:45 - I show up at DLS late and hang out on phone intake for my shift. My shiftees tell me about how they are engaged. I tell them that I am an empty shell this week and that I have nothing of importance to offer them. For once, they get to leave on time.
7:30 - I hop on the bus and talk to both my Gran and my Grandpa on the trip home. Neither are impressed with my dinner plans...
8:15 - a bagel. I call Mark and chat with him while I eat the bagel. Then I start my labour law summary.
12 - I watch the Daily Show and some of Colbert. Now...it's radio drama time.
*These days rarely ever happen.
**I'm working on improving my communication skills - apparently, 2.5 years of law school isn't enough to obscure a lifetime of being a bit of a fucking social failure.