There's no French class tonight, so I have a rare free night. The way I see it, that leaves me two realistic options.
1) Work ahead in French and watch Glee.
2) Drink, work ahead in French and watch Glee.
What to do, what to do...
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Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Days of the week
Here's a list of the days of the week in order of how depressing I find them.* "1" being most depressing, and "7" being least depressing.
7) Saturday - There's nothing bad about Saturdays. It's blissfully insulated from the rest of my week by Friday night and all of Sunday.
6) Monday - Mondays really aren't that bad. Yeah, a new week starts, but that happens every week. It's not really worth complaining about. I imagine I have plenty of new weeks to look forward to, so I may as well get used to it.
5) Wednesday - I suppose, in the grand scheme of things, Wednesdays aren't that bad. I've settled into my work week, I get to go to work out, and, sometimes, I let myself drink.
4) Tuesday - Tuesday is when I remember how much my job blows. This is the day when I start giving myself pep-talks in the elevator on my way to work, and punching the elevator wall on my way back home. But, I do have French class to look forward to. It's not much, but it's something.
3) Thursday - Not only do I have to work, but I have to teach kung fu. Teaching is a waste of my time. I don't get to work out and I'm obligated to stay the whole time. I'm way too self-centered to deal well with that.
2) Friday - Friday brings the overwhelming depression of having wasted another week of my life in a dead end job which is doing absolutely nothing for me. If I ever punch my boss, it's going to be on a Friday.
1) Sunday - Fuck Sundays. Particularly Sunday nights. Not only have I wasted another week, but I can't shake the feeling that I'm about to waste another one. Also, I have to do laundry. I hate doing laundry.
*Please note, I am not taking into consideration which days I see my girlfriend. Were I to see her, that particular day would, of course, become the best day of my week. (See how I did that? Smooth, aren't I?)
7) Saturday - There's nothing bad about Saturdays. It's blissfully insulated from the rest of my week by Friday night and all of Sunday.
6) Monday - Mondays really aren't that bad. Yeah, a new week starts, but that happens every week. It's not really worth complaining about. I imagine I have plenty of new weeks to look forward to, so I may as well get used to it.
5) Wednesday - I suppose, in the grand scheme of things, Wednesdays aren't that bad. I've settled into my work week, I get to go to work out, and, sometimes, I let myself drink.
4) Tuesday - Tuesday is when I remember how much my job blows. This is the day when I start giving myself pep-talks in the elevator on my way to work, and punching the elevator wall on my way back home. But, I do have French class to look forward to. It's not much, but it's something.
3) Thursday - Not only do I have to work, but I have to teach kung fu. Teaching is a waste of my time. I don't get to work out and I'm obligated to stay the whole time. I'm way too self-centered to deal well with that.
2) Friday - Friday brings the overwhelming depression of having wasted another week of my life in a dead end job which is doing absolutely nothing for me. If I ever punch my boss, it's going to be on a Friday.
1) Sunday - Fuck Sundays. Particularly Sunday nights. Not only have I wasted another week, but I can't shake the feeling that I'm about to waste another one. Also, I have to do laundry. I hate doing laundry.
*Please note, I am not taking into consideration which days I see my girlfriend. Were I to see her, that particular day would, of course, become the best day of my week. (See how I did that? Smooth, aren't I?)
Friday, December 18, 2009
Random updates
I've been having a pretty slow couple of days, but here are a few updates:
1) I have an email address for my blog now. I'm sure my followers, all five of you, are just giddy. Even if you're not, hey, I'm up to five followers. Go, me.
2) I just signed up with a legal recruiter. I actually found this guy through someone in my French class. Now that's what I call networking! I'll be sure to keep everyone posted if he actually finds me any jobs.
3) We're apparently having wine and cheese in our office after work today - though I have no idea why. I don't actually like wine or cheese, but I'm not one to turn down free booze or food. On a side note, one time in college I was invited to a smart person party where they were serving wine, cheese and appetizers. My friends and I proceeded to drink all of their wine, eat all of their food, and make general asses of ourselves. I like to think I've matured past that, but the evidence points to the contrary.
4) My boss had sweatshirts made with our firm logo on the front. Maybe we'll get them tonight with our wine and cheese. That would be classy.
1) I have an email address for my blog now. I'm sure my followers, all five of you, are just giddy. Even if you're not, hey, I'm up to five followers. Go, me.
2) I just signed up with a legal recruiter. I actually found this guy through someone in my French class. Now that's what I call networking! I'll be sure to keep everyone posted if he actually finds me any jobs.
3) We're apparently having wine and cheese in our office after work today - though I have no idea why. I don't actually like wine or cheese, but I'm not one to turn down free booze or food. On a side note, one time in college I was invited to a smart person party where they were serving wine, cheese and appetizers. My friends and I proceeded to drink all of their wine, eat all of their food, and make general asses of ourselves. I like to think I've matured past that, but the evidence points to the contrary.
4) My boss had sweatshirts made with our firm logo on the front. Maybe we'll get them tonight with our wine and cheese. That would be classy.
Friday, November 20, 2009
Productivity update
My followers, all two of you, may remember a previous post detailing my attempts to feel more productive. In that post, I mentioned that I was considering taking a French class. Well, good news, I am officially taking a French class.
My Tuesday nights are no longer spent lifting, watching several hours of Bones on TNT, and convincing myself that "because it's Tuesday" isn't a good reason to start drinking alone. Now, I take a French class, watch one hour of Bones, and easily convince myself that "because it's Tuesday and I'm fucking tired since I had to lift at 6:00am" is a pretty good reason not to start drinking alone.
An added bonus to being more productive is that the busier I am, the less time I have to dwell on how much my life blows. Sweet.
My Tuesday nights are no longer spent lifting, watching several hours of Bones on TNT, and convincing myself that "because it's Tuesday" isn't a good reason to start drinking alone. Now, I take a French class, watch one hour of Bones, and easily convince myself that "because it's Tuesday and I'm fucking tired since I had to lift at 6:00am" is a pretty good reason not to start drinking alone.
An added bonus to being more productive is that the busier I am, the less time I have to dwell on how much my life blows. Sweet.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Productivity? What's that?
Let me give you a more detailed glimpse into my average day. I usually wake up around 7am and work up enough motivation to get out of bed by 7:30am. My mornings are spent filling in blanks in legal documents and then making copies of said documents or stuffing them into envelopes. My afternoons are spent standing in line at the Daley Center. If you don't know what that's like, just imagine spending the afternoon at your local DMV and you'll get the idea. When I get home I work out, watch some crappy television, call my girlfriend and repeat the process the next day, and the day after that, and the day after that, until the weekend comes to end the monotony. I want to think that the life of an employed lawyer would be a lot different, but I'm afraid that isn't going to be the case.
Anyway, given the current state of my life, I've been looking for ways to be more productive. At least productive enough that I'm not ashamed to tell people what I've done with my day. Here's a brief run through of how it's going for me so far.
First, I recently stopped watching crappy TV and started reading again. Granted, law school killed most of my desire to read, but I force myself. Now, my nights are no longer spent watching reruns of The King of Queens or Two and a Half Men. Instead, I read. And I have to admit I feel much better about myself.
Next, I decided to volunteer at the Shedd Aquarium. This one didn't go as well. Apparently, not only can I not get a job, I also can't volunteer. Seriously, I wanted to clean up fish poop just to spice up my life and was actually turned down. In case I'm not being clear, I was willing to scoop fish poop for free and was deemed not qualified for that position. That's bullshit. I mean, there's bullshit and there's bullshit. This is the latter.
To recap, so far I'm 1 for 2 on attempts to be more productive. Well, maybe 2 out of 3. Oddly enough I actually feel productive having a blog since it requires that I be able to string coherent sentences together. Next I'm going to look into taking a French class. It may not be as useful as Spanish but, if you take into account my philosophy and law degrees, I think you know I don't really have a history of doing useful stuff.
Anyway, given the current state of my life, I've been looking for ways to be more productive. At least productive enough that I'm not ashamed to tell people what I've done with my day. Here's a brief run through of how it's going for me so far.
First, I recently stopped watching crappy TV and started reading again. Granted, law school killed most of my desire to read, but I force myself. Now, my nights are no longer spent watching reruns of The King of Queens or Two and a Half Men. Instead, I read. And I have to admit I feel much better about myself.
Next, I decided to volunteer at the Shedd Aquarium. This one didn't go as well. Apparently, not only can I not get a job, I also can't volunteer. Seriously, I wanted to clean up fish poop just to spice up my life and was actually turned down. In case I'm not being clear, I was willing to scoop fish poop for free and was deemed not qualified for that position. That's bullshit. I mean, there's bullshit and there's bullshit. This is the latter.
To recap, so far I'm 1 for 2 on attempts to be more productive. Well, maybe 2 out of 3. Oddly enough I actually feel productive having a blog since it requires that I be able to string coherent sentences together. Next I'm going to look into taking a French class. It may not be as useful as Spanish but, if you take into account my philosophy and law degrees, I think you know I don't really have a history of doing useful stuff.
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