Friday Log

Friday is here once again and I'm just going to keep a running log of my day. Why? Because it's the cool thing to do. Get hip. Right now it's 10:09 A.M. so I'm going to have to back track a little bit.

6:30 A.M.: Alarm starts going off. Per my usual routine since I was 15 years old, I hit the "Snooze" button until 8:20 A.M. every ten minutes. This really used to drive Big Time crazy when we lived together. I have a new alarm clock that is really frustrating because the snooze button isn't as big or convenient as it was on my old alarm clock. This really pisses me off in the morning.

8:20 A.M.: Woke up and instead of jumping in the shower like I should (I'm already late), I surf the net for ten minutes and watch SportsCenter. Va Tech did nothing to help the Men of Troy out. How did they lose that game in 1:57? Damn. Now BC actually has a chance to make it to the BCS championship, where they will lose by at least 30 to whoever they play.

8:50 A.M.: I'm out the house.

9:00 A.M.: No traffic today. This is a really good thing considering I'm running 35 minutes late at this point.

9:15 A.M.: I've made up five minutes on my drive to work, I'm now only 28 minutes late.

9:25 A.M.: I'm at work. And what a joy, today is "Bagel Friday," which means we get free bagels. The perks of the corporate world are so much fun. I went with the onion and poppy seed bagel with about a full stick of butter on it. Tasty.

10:13 A.M.: Up to this point I've been working at clearing my work inbox out. Yesterday's emails gone, now for today's. The highlight of today's inbox is an email from Corner Sleeper stating that he drafted my fantasy NBA league for me because I was nowhere to be found yesterday. Sweet. Oh wait...

****UPDATE**** in an email that was sent at 10:15 A.M., Corner Sleeper has just notified me that my "football team still sucks." Thanks for the news break buddy. Back to work.



10:34 A.M.: Young V has just released the season stats update for our company softball team. On the season I'm 10-13 (.769), 8 R, 14 RBI, 3 HR. Man I love softball. The switch from clean-up to the 3-hole really helped my RBI numbers. We beat some team 16-9 last night. They were just horrible. As Marshall said "They would make a good cross country team."


11:08 A.M.: Young V has no come through with frozen pizzas. These are the highlights of my work day.



11:25 A.M.: Just finished reading Bill Simmons article for today. That guy is hilarious.


11:46 A.M.: It's official. Emails for today are clear. Now onto bigger and better things like old work and surfing... 2+2 here I come, it's lurk season.


12:11 P.M.: Tony G and I are having a friendly debate on where we should go for lunch: Chipotle or the costume store. He's extremely torn between the two.



12:15 P.M.: The conversation has stopped and I'm now in day dream mode, staring aimlessly at my screen. This day is getting exciting.

12:25 P.M.: We've decided on costume store. BRB.

1:35 P.M.: And we're back. We hit the halloween store on Hollywood Blvd. and that really got me in the mood to go out this weekend because there were some certified dimepieces in there buying outfits. No lies. Like 25% of the people buying stuff were fine women...and there were a lot of people. So I got two costumes, both of which probably suck. I'll post pictures next week. Tony G. and I settled on Quizno's, the most expensive fast food place on the planet.

2:15 P.M.: The post-lunch laziness is really hitting me hard. Combined with the fact that they're doing construction next to our cubicles, it's sunny as hell outside and the weekend is right around the corner and I might be the most unproductive man in the legal sector. I just read a decent article on MSN Money about (surprise) making more money. I can hear Red Bull calling my name.

3:06 P.M.: Red Bull. I now have wings.



3:07 P.M.: After receiving emails from the Dallas Kid and Corner Sleeper, I am going to write a verse. Let's see how quick I can do this.

In some, circles...I shape up as a square...
Some see me as a player known for havin' affairs...
Some see me as a lame cuz i'm stuck in a chair **....
But the volume's down, I'm slightly hearin' impaired...
Or I just don't care, guess my lazy effect...
Made 'em sleep on the speak, never gave me respect...
Eighteen, I taped it, and played the casette...
And a lot of folks said I was wasting my breathe...
So I learned real quick how to take it in jest...
You can have your ten seconds, but I'm takin the rest...
Not to say in anyway that I claim I'm the best...
Just to say when I play, I'm the favorite in bets...
If you place it against me, you'll be playin' defense...
See, I'm hungry, I hustle just to pay for the rent **...
And with money, they say I don't make any sense...
Cuz I feel like it's worthless if it ain't even spent...

4:05 P.M.: Okay I just finished that verse while doing a lot of work in between. I will try to record it this weekend. Why? I don't know, because I enjoy it. Obviously that verse is no masterpiece by any means but I never claimed to be Vanilla Ice or the great M.C. Hammer, I'm just a guy with a pen...err...keyboard. ** denotes this bar sucks and needs to be revised.

4:08 P.M.: I'm listening to this song "Duffle Bag Boy" and I like it but I have to listen to it on youtube which is annoying as hell. Okay I'm about to knock some emails out the box.

5:05 P.M.: The workplace is starting to deteriorate as we can smell the weekend coming. We are wild animals trapped in the zoo. I am lion. The outside world is the baby zebra. I am hungry. 54 minutes to go and counting. I just won $5 in a bet where I had to be the biggest favorite ever. Alan (co-worker) said he could hit Justin (other co-worker) with a rubberband from appx. 30 feet away. He bet me $5 and didn't even ask for odds. Sweet deal (he missed by two feet).

5:25 P.M.: Just played two decks of Bok Deng (sp?) against Alan and lost the $5 back to him. Lucky piece of sh-t.

6:00 P.M.: Finally. I'm out. Time to continue my "Seven Nights of Halloween" extravaganza. Last night was the first night and it was not what it should have been. Tonight I get revenge on the town.

Have a good weekend.