That’s one hungry dog! :eek:
Work days:
7 am: Get home from work, check to see if John’s door is open. If it’s open, screw around on his computer until 8 or so. If it’s locked, go to bed.
2 pm: Alarm goes off, 96.5 (alternative). Dream incorporates music into strangeness.
2:15 pm: Brain slowly realizes music is LOUD, and REAL.
2:20 pm: After lying in bed listening to music for a few minutes, open eyes.
2:30 pm: Fall back asleep after turning radio down to murmur.
3-4 pm: Wake up again. Probably masturbate.
3:30 pm or 4:30 pm: Get out of bed, try to remember if I showered yesterday. In case of shower, dress. In case of no shower, shower. (Fuck, it’s cold. How much do I sweat when it’s cold?)
After showering, check to see if John’s room is open. If open, turn oven in kitchen on 425 to pre-heat, then check email. After reading email, break pizza in half and pop in oven. After 13 minutes (exactly) retrieve pizza. Check John’s fridge for soda. Drink soda with pizza. If not open, do same, only with water instead of soda, and TV instead of internet.
If errands are needed to be done, do before 5 pm to ensure stores are open. Usually out of gas (and no money for more) so don’t bother. Maybe nap some.
9:30 pm: Comb hair
9:45 pm: Leave for work. Pat self on back for job well done, day well spent.
I could seriously live my whole life like this. If you’ve got no social skills, what else are ya gonna do? 
Weekends:
Pass out on friend’s couch, floor, or tub at approximately 3 am. Wake up approximately 11 am. Drive home. Eat bowl of cereal. Sleep until approximately 4 pm. Shower, dress. Check wallet. In case of money, buy alcohol and repeat. In case of no money, check for left over alcohol. In case of no alcohol, call Shad to see if he wants to smoke up. If Shad’s gone, spend evening in front of John’s computer. Go to bed at a seriously unreasonable hour either way.
–Tim
My typical morning… wake up to alarm at 6am (beeping and music-very annoying); try to hit snooze but have to climb over sleeping children who have mysteriously climbed into my bed while I was sleeping; tell oldest child to get up; he begs for 10 more minutes; alarm goes off again; hit snooze & try to get my oldest up; he begs for 10 more minutes; alarm goes off again; hit snooze & insist that oldest get up & ready for school; snuggle back under covers just as blinding light hits my room from all the lights in the house being turned on by my oldest; youngest starts yelling “it hurts my eyes! it hurts my eyes!”; alarm goes off again; crawl out of bed & shut door for baby boy; take shower & get dressed; tell my oldest to change clothes because he’s wearing the same thing he wore yesterday and slept in; tell my oldest to change clothes again because it’s too cold for shorts; argue, grumble, grumble… fine–just wear a sweatshirt too; grab clothes for little bit and attempt to get him dressed without waking him up; no luck-can I have a tootsie roll?-no-please-not for breakfast-wahhhhhhh, you’re so mean, wahhhhh-here, put these in your pocket for later-smiles and hugs; send oldest to bus and head to car with youngest; pry little bit from my leg at school and promise to be back soon; get to work, grab a cup of coffee & logon… ahhh, peace!
Remember now, I have a small baby in the house…
4-4:30AM:
Baby Kate wakes up.
Mrs Chance rolls out of bed, brings her in with us while nursing
5AM:
Alarm goes off.
NPR starts babbling.
Mrs Chance goes to get clothes for us.
I let the dogs out (yes, it’s been me all the time)
Let dogs in and feed same.
Hit shower. Bonk.
5:20
Exit shower.
Find Mrs Chance and Baby Kate asleep in bed.
Mrs Chance hits shower. Bonk.
I dress.
I play with Baby Kate if she’s awake.
I snooze with Baby Kate if she’s asleep.
5:45
Mrs Chance exits shower. Parades around naked.
I drool and make unhelpful comments.
I change and dress Baby Kate.
Mrs Chance dresses.
5:55
Get Baby Kate in Bunny Suit.
Mrs Chance packs diaper bag for day care.
I let the dogs out (I’m incessant about this)
Let dogs in…lock in kennels…give biscuits.
Put Baby Kate in car seat.
6:00
Head on out.
Listen to NPR babble.
Baby Kate babbles.
Mrs Chance sleeps.
6:20
Drop Baby Kate at day care.
Hit the road.
Mrs Chance sleeps.
7:00
Arrive at my office.
Wake Mrs Chance up.
Send her on her way.
Voila!
Well I have absolutely no routine!! And I do not set the alarm, because I usually just wake up when I have to. I naturally wake up at about 6am and if I do not have to be up that particular morning, I will go back to sleep. If, instead, I need to be up at 7am or 8am, I will go back to sleep and wake up then.
First thing I do is find out where the hell I am. After that is determined, I sometimes have to figure out who is sleeping next to me. Then I find my clothes if I did not sleep in them, find my cell phone, find my car keys, and make sure I have everything. Then I go to car and get toothbrush and extra clothes.
Brush teeth, wash face. Depending on where I am, I might take a shower. Change clothes. Make sure I have everything and leave house. Go to work. I dont even have a routine commute. Both where I start from every morning, and where I am going changes. I work at any number of different schools. Element, Middle, and High schools all start at different times, so sometimes I get to sleep in more than others. Or sometimes I just dont have an assignment at all. On the mornings I dont have to work, I will drive home. If I am already home, I will go back to sleep.