Only 1 pm, and I've Done So Much Already
10:28
Briefly awoke to sound of perpetually screaming downstairs neighbor. Imagined that if I broke into her apartment at any given moment, I would discover that she is actually a living copy of Edvard Munch's "The Scream" painting. Went back to sleep.
11:14
Received phone call from "best friend" informing me that she would be unable to come to my sketch comedy show on Saturday. Briefly considered being angry. Decided instead to be hungry. Wished her a happy weekend road trip. Roused myself.
11:18
Fixed all-time-fave-breakfast of high-fiber cereal, banana, and soy milk. Froke out about whether sketch show will be good. Lamented volunteering to act in it. Calmed myself down by reminding myself that I am, in fact, awesome.
11:32
Checked email. Visited various online communities of which I am a member. Skulked around pages of various people I am keeping tabs on. Updated tabs.
11:59
Read updates of favorite blogs. Visited theapiary.org, as I am wont to do. Found myself checking out topless pics of Mischa Barton and Elizabeth Hurley. Bitches.
12:09
Called sister. No answer.
12:10
Happened upon website containing "Everything is Illuminated" movie trailer. Resolved to finish reading the book and return it to "best friend." Identified two very strong emotions: the intense desire for the movie to be good and the nagging terror that the movie would not be good. Spent 15 mintues looking for the *amazing* song from the trailer online, but could not find a free download.
12:26
Found legal download. Ahem. Played song from trailer (Devotchka, "How it Ends") 5 times in a row as I conducted other internet business.
12:47
Fixed same breakfast again and had it for lunch.
1:00
Recieved phone call from sister. Within first minute of call, sister indicated inability to continue phone call. Berated sister and hung up.
1:04
Debated taking a shower. Had silent rage-a-thon over having to be at work today from 3pm-11pm. Remebered it's better than closing shift. Continued listening to trailer song. Ceased angry hulk-out.
1:10
Composed the matesterpiece you see before you. Unsuccessfully googled "howl" and "screaming painting" before I discovered the correct title and painting referred to in the beginning of this blog. Misspelled the word "neighbor" in such an emabarassing fashion that anyone who had witnessed it would have revoked my college degree. Corrected aggregious spelling error. Published.
Briefly awoke to sound of perpetually screaming downstairs neighbor. Imagined that if I broke into her apartment at any given moment, I would discover that she is actually a living copy of Edvard Munch's "The Scream" painting. Went back to sleep.
11:14
Received phone call from "best friend" informing me that she would be unable to come to my sketch comedy show on Saturday. Briefly considered being angry. Decided instead to be hungry. Wished her a happy weekend road trip. Roused myself.
11:18
Fixed all-time-fave-breakfast of high-fiber cereal, banana, and soy milk. Froke out about whether sketch show will be good. Lamented volunteering to act in it. Calmed myself down by reminding myself that I am, in fact, awesome.
11:32
Checked email. Visited various online communities of which I am a member. Skulked around pages of various people I am keeping tabs on. Updated tabs.
11:59
Read updates of favorite blogs. Visited theapiary.org, as I am wont to do. Found myself checking out topless pics of Mischa Barton and Elizabeth Hurley. Bitches.
12:09
Called sister. No answer.
12:10
Happened upon website containing "Everything is Illuminated" movie trailer. Resolved to finish reading the book and return it to "best friend." Identified two very strong emotions: the intense desire for the movie to be good and the nagging terror that the movie would not be good. Spent 15 mintues looking for the *amazing* song from the trailer online, but could not find a free download.
12:26
Found legal download. Ahem. Played song from trailer (Devotchka, "How it Ends") 5 times in a row as I conducted other internet business.
12:47
Fixed same breakfast again and had it for lunch.
1:00
Recieved phone call from sister. Within first minute of call, sister indicated inability to continue phone call. Berated sister and hung up.
1:04
Debated taking a shower. Had silent rage-a-thon over having to be at work today from 3pm-11pm. Remebered it's better than closing shift. Continued listening to trailer song. Ceased angry hulk-out.
1:10
Composed the matesterpiece you see before you. Unsuccessfully googled "howl" and "screaming painting" before I discovered the correct title and painting referred to in the beginning of this blog. Misspelled the word "neighbor" in such an emabarassing fashion that anyone who had witnessed it would have revoked my college degree. Corrected aggregious spelling error. Published.
posted by K at 9:56 AM
1 Comments:
K-dawg: when I read this post, I was briefly seized with the fear that I was "best friend" who had crapped out on your comedy show in favor of weekend road trip. For serious, Matild: I was askeert. But then I fromembered I didn't lend you "Everything is Illuminated," so I breathed a sigh of relief. I also laffed several times at your scientific (b)logging of your (b)ehavior. You remain my steadfast hero.
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