Hour by Hour

Simple as it comes. An account of my hours today.

4:45 - My alarm goes off. I angrily decide that my plan to wake up this early from now on just doesn't apply to today.

6:30 - Wake-up.  I had a weird dream about death, and I check to make sure I don't have testicular cancer. I don't. Zen. Yoga.

7:30 - Breakfast. Eggs, pinto-beans, spinach salad.

8:00 - Internet fun time. I realize that I feel a little off today.

8:15 - I decide to get to work on my programming curriculum anyway. I begin my next python lesson, which involves doing a lot of research on a bunch of terms I don't know. It takes me over two hours, and it's frustrating and difficult, because I'm reading about a lot of things I can barely even read about, let alone comprehend. It's a good feeling to be challenged. I love my textbook.

11:00 - Feeling kind of hungry, I opt for a light lunch. I'm craving entertainment, so I find a bunch of stand-up comedy. I get absorbed in it.

12:30 - Begin a full-scale cleaning of the apartment, while listening to Louis CK.

1:30 - Realizing the vacuum is missing, I move on to other chores. I go outside to clean the inside of my car.

2:00 - While taping my voter ID together, my landlady knocks on the door. Some people are looking at the apartment next door, and she wanted to introduce me. Seizing the opportunity, I rush over to the apartment, turn off the smoke alarm whose chirping has been driving me insane the past few days, grab the vacuum, vacuum my floors like mad, and give the battery back to the landlady (who recycles them), telling her she needs a new one.

2:30 - Landlady comes back and chats for a while.

3:00 - Internet Fun Time

4:00 - I give up on trying to be productive. I start making dinner (brown rice and fried eggplant) while watching Star Trek, the Next Generation. The episode is "The Outrageous Okona." It's dumb. But I accept it, as I know what kind of schlock to watch out for as I wade through Season 2.

5:00 - I'm soaking one of my blinds in the bathtub (it's seriously filthy - it wasn't washed when I moved in here and perhaps never has been), so I rig up a makeshift blind with a sheet. It looks weird, like a ghost costume hanging on my wall. My apartment has a privacy problem. I have a towel draped over the glazed door in my bedroom that leads outside and curtains hanging in the doorways of my door-less rooms. Now I have another privacy patch in an area that once was pretty opaque - at least for tonight.

5:30 - I play a really stupid game called Mechanipig.

6:30 - I read all the incidental comics posted by Jess Fink. It takes me about two hours. Many of her comics involve hour-by-hour snippets of her life. Hence today's format.

8:30 - I begin cleaning up for the evening. I begin blogging.

Here I am. Though this was a good attempt, I think I can do better. Stay tuned for more refined, more interesting renditions in the future.

Good night, all.