I thought I'd give you all a peek at what I do in a day...namely Saturday - from the beginning!
Aside point of reference - I woke up at 6 PM on Friday night.
I worked from 12 AM until 8:30 AM on Saturday morning. Then I went to my parents' house and waited for my friend to pick me up so we could go do a race in Mercer. The 5K we were supposed to do was cancelled, so we did the 1 mile race instead. It was all downhill which was nice, but I just couldn't get my legs to make big enough strides. I still did it in 5:39 which was 14th out of 67, but I didn't beat any of the three guys in my age group (20-29). That happens a lot to me in races. I do fairly well for "normal" people, but put me with "running" people, and I'm junk.
I went back to my parents' place. I had a few chicken strips and some breaded fish at noon. Then I had to change the porch lights to bug lights, then install a new shower head in the shower. No hitches there. I then drove back to New Castle (30 min. drive) and pretty much passed out at 3 PM (up for 21 straight hours...it's either that or waste the whole day sleeping). I woke up at 6 PM - three hours sleep. I started to watch the Pirates game at 7, and then I got ready to go to see a band at a local bar at 9 PM.
I got to the bar, saw a couple people I knew, and then I got abandoned. I was actually having a good old time by myself just singing to the music of the band. Then a good friend of mine told me to come sit with them because there was this girl who they wanted me to try to hit on. It was her birthday, and she was drinking a lot. I'm thinking...all right, maybe this could get somewhere. My friend proceeds to sit right next to her, leaving me to sit on the opposite side of the table on the other side of the girl's friend. I don't know how I was supposed to chat it up if I was so far away...
Of course, the girl gets sloshed and starts doing...things...to the guys around her - my friend (who is engaged and getting married BTW), another of my friends who is ALSO engaged, and an 18 year old kid who is one of the girl's best friends. Where's good old Mercer Boy in this "action?" Sitting by myself, listening to the band since there wasn't much I can do when I was essentially "c.b'ed" by my own friends who have significant others.
It took one of my girl friends saying to her, "Hey, what about him" for me to even get looked at basically. I suppose I should have tried harder to get close, but things just happen that way. After I thought about it, I wish I had just stayed in the back jamming away with the band...I was having a blast right there. It doesn't help when I see a bunch of guys doing stuff to a single girl when they know I'm the only one who is single and would be trying to actually get to know the girl.
I get back from the bar at about 3 AM...hadn't eaten since noon, plus I'm a little sore from the whole bar business. I decide to make a pizza. Rising Crust Red Baron - sounds good to me! I preheated the oven, did a little surfing, came back, put the pizza in, set the microwave timer for 22 minutes...and then I promptly fell asleep on the couch.
5 AM - I wake up to a weird smell. "Oh crap, oh crap, the pizza is still in the oven." Voila...blackened Cajun pizza. Unedible, completely burnt. I just had to laugh at my rotten luck. Friggin' work schedule and not getting enough sleep...here was all I had to show for the day:
There you go - this is my life! Never a dull moment...