Epic day is epic

[Skullheadhq]

Wake up ----> 9.30
Eat ---> 9.45-10.00
Stare at the org -----> 10.00-11.15
Going to school ----> 11.15-11.45
School ----> 11.45-15.30
Going home ---> 15.30-16.00
Staring at .Org and read through coalition agreement which was released today ---> 16.05-19.20

[Louis VI the Fat]

9:00 Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy
9:05 Grab my glasses
9:10 Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
9:15 I'm out the door

9:30 - 17:00 Work
9:31 - 9:45 Coffee
9:45 - 17:00 Stare at the .org, coffee, lunch break

17:00 Dissed by some girl I was supposed to meet after work
17:00 - 17:30 Stare in utter disbelief at text message dissing me

17:35 until bedtime - mostly devoted to aquiring, preparing and eating food

[Csargo]

Who would dare diss you Louis?

[A Nerd]

I woke up, fell out of bed. I then dragged a comb across my head. I went downstairs and drank a cup, looking up, I noticed I was late. I grabbed my coat, I grabbed my hat. I made the bus in seconds flat. I ran upstairs and had a smoke, then somebody spoke and I went into a dream.

This is pretty typical for me.

[Beskar]

6:45am - Awake, Shower, Shave, Brush Teeth, Clothes etc.
7:15am - Glass of Orange Juice, out the door.
7:30am - Work
3pm - Lunch during sanctioned un-paid break.
4pm - Work
8pm - Head Home
8:30 pm - Turn on computer, Get changed into house casual clothes, browse Org, and other things.
9:30 pm - Posting this message.

[DemonArchangel]

6:00 a.m: Wake up. Realize it's too early. Go back to sleep.
6:15 a.m: Oh crap, no it's not too early. Get up out of bed. Fall asleep in the hallway to bathroom for another 15 minutes.
6:30 a.m: Shower, shave, get dressed.
6:50 a.m: Cook breakfast.
7:20 a.m: Eat breakfast, leave dishes in sink until I get back
7:30 a.m: Brush teeth, mouthwash, head out to first job in business development office.
7:50 a.m: Get stuck in traffic jam.
8:20 a.m: Another traffic jam.
8:40 a.m: 7 car accident with multiple fatalities shuts down road for a long time until they can clear the accident. Repress urge to murder surviving family members of the people killed in the accident. Simultaneously thank the gods that I didn't wake up 15 minutes earlier because that would be my rapidly cooling corpse they'd be loading into the ambulance.
9:00 a.m: Notice that I'm late for work.
9:30 a.m: Show up at work half an hour late. Moan to co-workers about traffic. Make pathetic excuse for boss. Notice that a normally 40 minute commute took two hours.
10:00 a.m: Start working after 4 cups of morning coffee and reading the newspaper and several webcomics.
12:00 p.m: Relax after 2 hours of frantic report typing and email volleys back and forth. Get lunch. Take lunch back to desk to continue working.
4:00 p.m: Finish typing report, email to boss. If the pill popping type (I'm not), pop half a bottle of Xanax to defuse the insane amounts of anxiety in your system.
4:30 p.m: Random websurfing.
5:00 p.m: Tense conference call with boss and investors. Really tense. Wish badly for Xanax, booze and grass. Make otherwise critical, deal-breaking faux pas that the investors fortunately find to be quirky and hilarious. Thank the gods again for saving you again.
5:45 p.m: Head to second job in concert promotion.
7:00 p.m: Get to venue. Listen to self-purported rock stars talk about how not all the terms in their contracts were fulfilled. Tell artists to go vigorously copulate with themselves and threaten not to pay them at all if they don't go on. I don't care if there were brown M&Ms in your dressing room. The sound is fine, we have a paying audience and you can get free booze from the bar. Argue with artist for at least 30 minutes.
9:00 p.m: Opening act finally goes on. They suck, the audience is restless and many threaten to leave unless the headliner goes on.
12:30 a.m: Headliner finally goes on (after an additional half hour delay so that the bassist can do cocaine in the venue's bathrooms).
2:30 a.m: Repeated requests by the audience for encores means that a 30 minute set took 2+ hours. Throw headliners out of venue. Count door tickets and take your cut. Go home.
3:30 a.m: Get back home, shower and eat dinner.
4:00 a.m: Sleep, you have to wake up in two hours at 6.

[Rhyfelwyr]

Average weeday for me (save Thursday when I go to Uni), is:

12:30 pm - get up
12:30-2:00 - breakfast, shower etc
2:00-3:00 - read/study
3:00-4:30 - eat lunch while watching Diagnosis Murder (until they changed it recently ), now I must settle for the Five afternoon movie
4:30-5:30 - various chores, ironing, dishes etc
5:30-7:00 - browse org/read/study
7:00-7:30 - main part of my dinner
7:30-9:00 - browse org/read/study
9:00-10:00 - supplement my dinner with bread and stuff which I do for some reason, while watching usually CSI, the Mentalist, whatever
10:00-1:00 am - browse org/browse other forums/read/study, yeah I'm running late tonight
1:00-2:30 - have supper, watch TV, sometimes DVD's of Monk or whatever

Ha! I feel like I am living the benefits lifestyle not being at Uni, I get two hours teaching a week for my final year of 'full time' education.

[Strike For The South]

6:00 a.m: Wake up. Realize it's too early. Go back to sleep.
6:15 a.m: Oh crap, no it's not too early. Get up out of bed. Fall asleep in the hallway to bathroom for another 15 minutes.
6:30 a.m: Shower, shave, get dressed.
6:50 a.m: Cook breakfast.
7:20 a.m: Eat breakfast, leave dishes in sink until I get back
7:30 a.m: Brush teeth, mouthwash, head out to first job in business development office.
7:50 a.m: Get stuck in traffic jam.
8:20 a.m: Another traffic jam.
8:40 a.m: 7 car accident with multiple fatalities shuts down road for a long time until they can clear the accident. Repress urge to murder surviving family members of the people killed in the accident. Simultaneously thank the gods that I didn't wake up 15 minutes earlier because that would be my rapidly cooling corpse they'd be loading into the ambulance.
9:00 a.m: Notice that I'm late for work.
9:30 a.m: Show up at work half an hour late. Moan to co-workers about traffic. Make pathetic excuse for boss. Notice that a normally 40 minute commute took two hours.
10:00 a.m: Start working after 4 cups of morning coffee and reading the newspaper and several webcomics.
12:00 p.m: Relax after 2 hours of frantic report typing and email volleys back and forth. Get lunch. Take lunch back to desk to continue working.
4:00 p.m: Finish typing report, email to boss. If the pill popping type (I'm not), pop half a bottle of Xanax to defuse the insane amounts of anxiety in your system.
4:30 p.m: Random websurfing.
5:00 p.m: Tense conference call with boss and investors. Really tense. Wish badly for Xanax, booze and grass. Make otherwise critical, deal-breaking faux pas that the investors fortunately find to be quirky and hilarious. Thank the gods again for saving you again.
5:45 p.m: Head to second job in concert promotion.
7:00 p.m: Get to venue. Listen to self-purported rock stars talk about how not all the terms in their contracts were fulfilled. Tell artists to go vigorously copulate with themselves and threaten not to pay them at all if they don't go on. I don't care if there were brown M&Ms in your dressing room. The sound is fine, we have a paying audience and you can get free booze from the bar. Argue with artist for at least 30 minutes.
9:00 p.m: Opening act finally goes on. They suck, the audience is restless and many threaten to leave unless the headliner goes on.
12:30 a.m: Headliner finally goes on (after an additional half hour delay so that the bassist can do cocaine in the venue's bathrooms).
2:30 a.m: Repeated requests by the audience for encores means that a 30 minute set took 2+ hours. Throw headliners out of venue. Count door tickets and take your cut. Go home.
3:30 a.m: Get back home, shower and eat dinner.
4:00 a.m: Sleep, you have to wake up in two hours at 6.

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