Okay, you know how YOU spent your day. But what about the Counter-Earth version of you? You know–the version of you with a beard, in the world where Clark Kent is a costumed bank robber who gets his powers from green rocks. How’d he or she spend 22 April 2008?
He threw a cream pie at Hillary during one of her speeches or luncheon dates. Mischievous little bugger.
NightSolid did what he always does: along with his thug friends, he drove his Hummer (with the prominent Police Fraternity Association badge–“You can’t touch me! I’m the grandson of the Chief!”) downtown and double-parked it in front of the Cultus Club dance bar, there to seduce naive young women through drugs and alcohol, promising them a good time, but throwing them away and leaving them wrecked, homeless, and possibly-pregnant on the streets of the city.
Had a relaxing day going over his notes one final time before his two exams tomorrow. No pressure and no worry.
Enjoyed spending the day with her loving husband and several granchildren.
(I’m divorced and childless, sigh)
The incredibly healthy R-NKOTB went to work, had sex with a co-worker at lunch, came home, sat at the computer for a bit, then went out again to rock out all night in incredibly stylish clothes.
The tall and ripped hipster ImmovableBod went to the gym and then the night clubs and danced like a maniac.
It was just another day in the life for Silence… you know, fending off all the women who were throwing themselves at him and contending with the daily struggle to keep weight on. He hates his job, but likes the short days he has to put in. By the time evening came around, he was really looking forward to his nightly 3-hour workout at the gym.
Angry Brutal Villain Cat skipped class, downed a few Ding Dongs after his lunch of fried dough, went back home, sat on the couch, and felt extraordinarily validated that he could blame his “self-diagnosed Aspergers” on the fact that he plays too many video games!
“I’m a loser BECAUSE I play video games!” he crowed. And it’s NOT because something’s wrong with ME, it’s because I’m SICK! And the rest of the world must accommodate me!"
Then he yelled upstairs to his momma to take him to the independent theater to watch some Hungarian film about ennui.
Sir Blah woke up early and had the first of his many daily cups of coffee. He then made the long drive to his office where he spent the day working very hard and applying himself to his daily tasks. He then came home and had a delicious vegan dinner, and then left his homely wife alone while he went out to a bar and caroused the night away.
Mine did elelle’s alterego. He’s so into freaky sex…
Treeplanter33 sat home complaining how he couldn’t get a job. Decided that since he was so physically perfect he didn’t need to go to the gym. So instead he went out and knocked up a random girl he met on the streets. After he was bored of his new toy he went out the bar and drank untill the next girl was pretty.
The anti-Anne got up early and cheerfully sang to herself while spending an hour or so getting her hair, makeup, and clothes just right (even though she’d had the clothes laid out the night before). She went off to her job, which is something in sales and is paid on commission- she likes the element of risk. On her way home from work, she took a drive in her SUV to explore a neighborhood where she hadn’t been before, and then went to the gym. She had dinner perfectly planned out, so that when she got home she only had to throw it in the oven. She cleaned house and watched reality TV until bedtime at 9pm (can’t stay awake much later than that). This weekend, she’s got dates with two different guys lined up- she enjoys dating too much to have settled down.
I love Bizarro threads
8N_DN sits at his desk working furiously. Every so often he peeks his head out onto the production floor and shouts encouraging words to his happy, happy employees. At night he enjoys uplifting and engaging conversation with his wife and appreciates the special time spent with the children. The only maintainence he needs is the nightly depression pill to bring him down a bit and put an edge on and the capsicum and mace chewable tablet that he needs to irritate his stomach before he goes to sleep about 8 or 9. Nope, nothing wrong in 8N’s little corner of the world, everythings just fine.
Zebra (the one that is white with black stripes) was involved in a day long orgy with actual other women present in the room and taking part in the festivities.
Then he paid all his bills and had a steak.
MulderMan worked a day in a boring day in cubical farm but this doesn’t bother him.
He then went home and cooked an elaborate meal, only for himself.
OpaqueMarsupial, having completed all of his newspaper tasks well ahead of the deadline, took the day off, groomed the horses, and went riding in the mountains with his wife (Oh, wait, are those big valleys in the antimatter universe instead of mountains? I’m so confused). The weather was pleasant, and they tarried a bit after the picnic, while the horses politely turned their backs and grazed.
BaldWoman Spent the day participating in a wide range of extreme sports inbetween which he made love to a bevy of beautiful women. As a hobby he substitutes for James Bond.
Rubber Duckie left the office at 3pm, after a long productive day of resolving system issues and designing processes that would cut transaction times in half.
After a lovely 10 minute walk home, she cooked a five-course gourmet meal for herself and her 6’4" hubby. Once dessert was done, an army of servants appeared to whisk away the dirty dishes and tidy up the house, while Duckie and her man went out on the town to hit up all the VIP lounges and hot nightspots.
They spent a few hours partying and snorting coke off some strippers, and then headed over to an exclusive members-only swingers club where they picked up a couple of hot blondes for a raging orgy that lasted the rest of the night.
ndt just went straight home after work and made frowny faces. When he was done doing that, he went out and stood up.