absolute log:
12.30 a.m. (sunday night) - begin reading Nathanael Hawthorne's "The Scarlet Letter" so that I can write a 6-8 research paper on it for the 11 a.m. class.
2 a.m. - exhausted, decided to sleep for 4 hours (89 pages into it). set the alarm clock and the tv alarm for 6 a.m.
3 a.m. - get up from couch to go pee.
4 a.m. - get up from couch to go pee.
5.48 a.m. - get up from couch to go pee.
6 a.m. - woken up by alarm clock and mtv (red hot chili peppers). turn on the light and pick up the book.
6.45 a.m. - give up 30 pages later and go back to sleep.
8 a.m. - get up to go pee and stay up.
9.04 a.m. - catch bus.
9.16 a.m. - buy 4 toilet paper rolls.
9.26 a.m. - catch second bus - read another 50 pages.
10.26 a.m. - arrive at school; find teacher to get extension.
10.55 a.m. - read the last 20 pages of The Scarlet Letter.
11.08 a.m. - hold presentation explaining the paper I have yet to write; get away with it.
12.55 p.m. - leave last class and go to the newspaper office. get pointers on additional information i need for my article because they decided to put it on the frontpage.
2.30 p.m. - find ditzy art teacher to fill in the blanks. ask to speak with a student who actually went on the trip in question so i can get a nice, plain "yeah it was great" quote.
presented with the art world's equivalent of the star of Slingblade. try to pry a quote out of him. "did you like it? anything in particular from the trip you enjoyed? what was it like meeting all these professional artists? anything??"
"it was a'ight. too much walking."
4 p.m. - back at the office finishing the story - no quote.
4.05 p.m. - loudest "fuck!!!!" ever heard from the editing room. the computer just ate the newly composed 3 first pages of the paper (equiv. of 12 hrs worth of work.)
5 p.m. - enlisted to clean up images for the paper.
6 p.m. - enlisted to transcribe a dinner conversation between 4 staffmembers who saw the (sucky!!) movie Black and White.
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example:
DANNY: Ah, man, look at those wings (begins to sing "Buffalo Soldier" by Bob Marley).
WAITER: Uh, cheeseburger..
(FOOD TALK ENSUES)
RUCK: UNCLEAR, maybe: There was one thing in the movie that I thought (cut off by food talk)
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9.30 p.m. - veggy sandwhich and a 7up offered as dinner.
10.35 p.m. - desperately hoping that somebody will show mercy and drive her home.
10.40 p.m. - spontaneously combusts.
NO CARRIER
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