Day....uh....2!
Ok. So the only rule on this blog is that I have to post every day and I already screwed up on Day 2. But seeing as my jetlagged ass woke up at 5.45 this morning, this post can still count as yesterday, right?
So just pretend it's yesterday. I get up, make T a breakfast burrito to which he insists on adding the vaguely vanilla-ish smelling protein powder but swears it still tastes good. Have a non-proteiny burrito myself which actually does taste good. Take a shower, call my mom, and set off to West Hollywood to help her pack and drive her to the airport.
I dropped off my mom, and went to the gym, and just as I was about 5 minutes away from home in Silver Lake, my grandmother's care-taker calls me freaking out that Grandma is very ill and she wants to call an ambulance. I turn around and head back to West Hollywood.
My grandmother turned out to be fine. Just a stomach thing. I was done around 4pm, and since I was meeting Nick and Eti, The Sparkler, her man and my man at Urth Caffe at 7pm, I figured I'd just stay in West Hollywood.
I spent the afternoon with my dad, and walked over to Urth. Had some much-needed laughs with my friends and got home laaaaaate. And by laaaaaaate I mean like 10.
Of my 4 things that I'm supposed to be doing (that's GMAT prep, Math classes at UCLA, book-writing, and business-launching) today I worked on exactly 0.
Now on to Day 3....
posted by Myasorubka @ 7:23 AM
3 Comments:
See, now THATS unemployment done RIGHT. You need at least a week to do NOTHING and fill that time with activities that ONLY unemployed people can do. That way you can call them and laugh and say things like "HaHA... you're at WORK right now, arent you!" And you can take pictures of yourself on lounge chairs with frothy drinks in your hands with your cameraphone and send it out and make people jealous! (oh wait its getting too cold for that. Too bad.)And wait...thats what I did...anyhow, Find something else fun to do and make people jealous with it.
I think you're getting there. You'll be all the way there when you wake up in the morning, realize that you're hanging out with your friends that evening, decide that counts as your "activity" for the day, and feel confident to spend the rest of the day doing nothing.
Uh, hello?? Doesn't trolloping around Eastern Europe for a month count for something?? Black Sea? Greek Island? Hot Brazilian boyfriend?
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