My Last Three Fridays...
...Have been curiously similar.
6:51am - Alarm goes off. Manually set snooze.
7:20am - Alarm goes off. Reach deep inside for the strength to glare at the demon red numbers on my bookshelf. Those numbers seem a mite suspicious to me. I think you're lying, my friend. And around here we don't take kindly to liars. In fact, I think it's about time that you met our anti-lying device. We call him, Mr...HOLY CRAP IT'S 7:40!
7:40am - Realize it's 7:40. Make reference to this fact, as well as a mental note to cut down on inner dialogue. (Shyeah. Right.) Leap from the bed like a magnificent gazelle full of Pixie Stix.
7:50am - Leave house for bus.
8:00am - Catch bus.
8:30am - 6:00pm - Trade dull metal disks for glorious Timmy's beverage. Do a lot of data entry. Sigh copiously.
6:00pm-8:00pm - I don't actually know what happens to this time. I just grab some lemonade, turn around, and two hours have passed. I'd do something about it, but I only have initiative between six and eight pee em, so...
8:00pm - Get to gym, and remember as I drive through the gate that ON FRIDAYS THE GYM CLOSES AT NINE, NOT TEN!!
8:01pm - Gazelle!
8:05pm - Get on treadmill. Worry about finishing in time to shower and change before the gym closes. Make an effort to put more effort into it...which is stupid, as I run for a fixed amount of time, not distance. Ignore this, and make an effort to make time go faster.
9:00pm - Get home. Watch MST3K tapes. Vow to fall asleep at a decent hour tonight so I can catch up on my sleep.
1:30am - What the...what was that sound. It's like it's coming from right. under. neath. me.
*Checks Under Bed*
Oh, it's just unconsciousness! How are yo...ZzzZZZzzZZZzzZZzz.
Seriously. I've done this EXACT same thing three times. Luckily, tonight I plan on breaking the cycle.
Just as soon as I finish Cave Dwellers.
Seeya, Space Cowboys!
6:51am - Alarm goes off. Manually set snooze.
7:20am - Alarm goes off. Reach deep inside for the strength to glare at the demon red numbers on my bookshelf. Those numbers seem a mite suspicious to me. I think you're lying, my friend. And around here we don't take kindly to liars. In fact, I think it's about time that you met our anti-lying device. We call him, Mr...HOLY CRAP IT'S 7:40!
7:40am - Realize it's 7:40. Make reference to this fact, as well as a mental note to cut down on inner dialogue. (Shyeah. Right.) Leap from the bed like a magnificent gazelle full of Pixie Stix.
7:50am - Leave house for bus.
8:00am - Catch bus.
8:30am - 6:00pm - Trade dull metal disks for glorious Timmy's beverage. Do a lot of data entry. Sigh copiously.
6:00pm-8:00pm - I don't actually know what happens to this time. I just grab some lemonade, turn around, and two hours have passed. I'd do something about it, but I only have initiative between six and eight pee em, so...
8:00pm - Get to gym, and remember as I drive through the gate that ON FRIDAYS THE GYM CLOSES AT NINE, NOT TEN!!
8:01pm - Gazelle!
8:05pm - Get on treadmill. Worry about finishing in time to shower and change before the gym closes. Make an effort to put more effort into it...which is stupid, as I run for a fixed amount of time, not distance. Ignore this, and make an effort to make time go faster.
9:00pm - Get home. Watch MST3K tapes. Vow to fall asleep at a decent hour tonight so I can catch up on my sleep.
1:30am - What the...what was that sound. It's like it's coming from right. under. neath. me.
*Checks Under Bed*
Oh, it's just unconsciousness! How are yo...ZzzZZZzzZZZzzZZzz.
Seriously. I've done this EXACT same thing three times. Luckily, tonight I plan on breaking the cycle.
Just as soon as I finish Cave Dwellers.
Seeya, Space Cowboys!