A Day In The Life

I have an 8 a.m. rehearsal and a cold.

Regardless of these two things, I have decided to post a short account of a typical day in my life as a graduate student, since that was the original purpose of this little blog before I got derailed by chickens and cats (the animal, not the musical, though the musical has an important place in my story collection). Today was a pretty good day, and despite not having had class or having done any homework at all, I'll chronicle this one. Fasten your seatbelts.

9:00 a.m. - AWAKEN.
9:01 a.m. - fall back asleep.

10:30 a.m. - Awaken AGAIN fairly certain that if colds could cause death, death would be coming.

11:00 a.m. - Dragged myself out of bed like the most ill person on the planet and did typical morning type things crankily and with no lust for life.

12:00 p.m. - Large coffee.
12:30 p.m. - Clown workshop. Let's pause here and talk about a good time. I love clowning. It is something I desperately want to be good at and something I intend to put a lot of work into while I am here. The workshop was so fun and helpful and I am glad I went despite my sniffy sick buttfaced cold.

1:45 p.m. - Lunch. During our rather lengthy stint at the cafe, an elderly lady creepily stared me down through the window, a man face planted off his skateboard, and Afrophone was born.

3:00 p.m. - Made a very unnecessary grocery store trip. I needed pomegranates and some form of cold medicine. Otherwise, I was just there for moral support. Many items and a lot of dollars later, I now own a coffee maker, so I consider it all worthwhile.

4:30 p.m. - Began cooking dinner with a good deal of help since apparently I have no idea how to cook ground meat. Seasoning it is scary because it becomes this gigantic meatball-esque mound and who knows if it is going to STAY in giant meatball form once heat is applied? I certainly didn't. Then, how do you know when it is cooked? It's too difficult for me to handle. I had company. I didn't want to salmonella anybody. In the end, spaghetti and meat sauce was a success, though I ate mostly pomegranate, since that is all I ever eat anymore.

7:00 p.m. - Attended Fair Maid of the West. Man, that show gets funnier ever time I see it.
9:45 p.m. - DRANKS.
11:00 p.m. - Visited my favorite pug on the planet (and friends).

12:30 a.m. - Homestead. Still sick, but much happier.
1:34 a.m. - Posted a blog on my fascinating day.

Enjoy.