MY DAY
11:00: Wake up. This sounds like I slept late, but I've been sick for the past couple weeks and basically hibernating. I slept poorly last night and get up tired; I get up because I'm supposed to have a phone interview at 1:00.
1:00: Don't know if it's the cold or something I ate, but my intestines are screaming. But I dare not go to the bathroom, because the phone's supposed to ring any minute.
1:20: Phone still has not rung. Fuck this. Grab latest issue of Booster Gold, destroy bathroom.
1:50: Call company to ask what happened to my interview. My HR contact has gone home for the day and I don't know who I'm supposed to be interviewing with, so the receptionist can't help me.
2:00: E-Mail HR contact; ask to reschedule.
3:00: Go to do some menial work on one of grandparents' rental houses, seeing as I don't have a real job. Scrub windows and blinds and screw faceplates back on outlets for several hours. It's not that I think this kind of work is beneath me, but a big part of why I got my degree WAS so I'd never have to do it again.
The neighborhood is one of contrasts. I can hear loud mariachi music coming from one person's front yard, and see the Confederate flag flying in another's backyard.
6:20: Go home, shower, start load of laundry. Screw around on computer.
8:00: Phone call from girl I haven't spoken to in over a year (we've had E-Mail contact but she's been in Korea). Nice, long conversation where we catch up.
8:40: Go to grandparents' for dinner. Watch latest classic I have gotten from Netflix, The Wild One.
11:00: Come home. Change laundry, feed cats, grab Fat Tire from fridge, sit down at computer.
12:30: Ban SoraCross.
...So actually, it was really only the FIRST half of my day that was a shit day; the last half was pretty awesome. I'm going to call this one a wash.