Morning Routine


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By Cat on Monday, February 5, 2001 - 07:28 pm:

    4.50am: Alarm goes off, go back to snooze.

    4.55am: Second alarm clock goes off in next room. Dog jumps on bed. Get up, turn alarm clock off, put shorts and t-shirt on, turn coffee thingy on, take dog for quick run.

    5.10am: Pour coffee, drink some. Have shower. Stand under shower for maximum amount of time.

    5.20am: Finish coffee. Brush teeth, deodorant, moisturiser, sunscreen, lipstick on a good day, perfume, put hair up, put watch and ring on.

    5.25am: Dress. Grab muesli bar. Give dog departure pacifier (cheese slice or chew stick or whatever). Get mobile phone, lock house.

    5.30am: In car listening to news. Eat muesli bar. Drive too fast.


By patrick on Monday, February 5, 2001 - 07:39 pm:

    damn you get up early



    7:00am alarm. wife doesnt move, put on snooze for 9 minutes. repeat cycle till about 7:20. Cats are on the bed by this time staring intently or even pawing at our faces (they wake us up...)

    7:20 wife goes into shower, i flip radio on, snooze for her shower duration. Its either NPR or Howard Stern. Cats come get comfy again, tempting me back into a feline induced sleep fest. (this is oft the time i make the decison to play hooky or not)

    7:40: the wife insisted on taking a logn ass shower, so now we are behind. I spend 3 minutes in the shower, teeth, hari underarms are all taken care of. clothes on

    7:55: Im dressed, the wife barely has her underwear on. I linger...talking to the cats, making a lunch or eating something.

    8:10: "Nico its 10 after I gotta go!!!!" I run and pull the car around front and await her arrival. Again listen to either Howard or NPR. She continues to put on her make up.

    8:20: "Sorry Im late" Shes late everyday i say. So be it she responds. 15 minute drive in Hollywood, drop her off at the subway, i proceed to work, get to work around 8:40.


By Antigone on Monday, February 5, 2001 - 07:54 pm:

    Damn, I get up late.

    9:00am: Alarm goes off. It mysteriously gets deactivated without me ever remembering.

    9:45am: Wake up.

    9:50am: Turn on computer monitor. Check overnight processes. Check e-mail. Check Slashdot headlines. Check Salon headlines. Rip someone a new asshole on Sorabji. Contemplate symptoms of internet addiction.

    10:20am: Decide whether or not to work out before going to office. If yes, perform all standard hygeine except shower. Otherwise, shower lasily.

    10:40am: Leave house, snagging juice/nutrition bar on way out. If cat looks pitiful, give him some canned food. Otherwise, shake dry food and say, "Eat this, you little fucker!"

    11:00am: If working out, climb stairs to nowhere for 45 minutes, shower, and saunter into work. Everybody says, "You're finally here!"

    If not working out, walk ingo office. Everybody says, "What're YOU doing in so early?"


By dave. on Monday, February 5, 2001 - 08:32 pm:

    6:00:am wake up. contemplate killing spree.

    11:30:pm pass out.


By crimson on Monday, February 5, 2001 - 09:11 pm:

    2:00 AM (roughly): husband goes to bed, i get up.

    many hours later, husband goes to work, i go to bed.

    that about covers it.


By Daniel ssss on Tuesday, February 6, 2001 - 12:28 am:

    0545 get out of bed into shower
    0145 get into bed after shower
    0245receive phone calls from around the globe
    0345 dream of sleeping longer than 0445
    0445 awaken and take a trip to the outhouse
    0545 get out of bed into shower


    a cycle I think


By Dougie on Tuesday, February 6, 2001 - 08:42 am:

    The French have a good saying, "metro-boulot-dodo"

    Subway, work, sleep.

    Pretty much sums it up. Fortunately, I don't work in the city anymore so I don't have to take the LIRR to the subway every day.


By Czarina on Tuesday, February 6, 2001 - 10:42 am:

    I'm completely untrustworthy when sleeping.I will lie,promise,agree to just about anything,while in my sleep mode.[I've honed this to a fine art]I'm extremely hyper when awake,but when I shut it down,its down.Very sluggish when first awakened,when I finally drag myself out of bed,I stumble to the coffee pot,frequently spilling coffee all over the place,and migrate to "my spot",in the living room,and remain there in a daze for quite awhile.I can sleep through anything.If told my house was on fire,my response would be,"I'm in a waterbed,I won't burn,get out!"
    My kids once put a goat in bed with me while I was asleep,I sleep with my head under the covers,and the goat was standing on my face,I thought it was one of my kids,and was trying to gently push it off,telling them to get out,I needed my sleep,they kept giggling,and I finally started to wake up and was mad,and when I pulled the covers down to yell at them,I was nose to nose with the damn goat,I don't know who screamed louder,me or the goat.I must have scared it pretty badly,because it let out a long bleeeeeeeeet,and then pissed all over my new comforter.Goats have a keen sense of balance,and the more I tried to push it off my face,the more intent it was on balancing there.This happened years ago,and its funny now,but it wasn't funny at all to me for a long time.My kids were little at the time,which is probably why I didn't kill them.


By TBone on Tuesday, February 6, 2001 - 11:33 am:

    6:30 Alarm goes off. Snooze
    6:39 Snooze
    6:48 Snooze
    6:57 Girlfriend goes to take a shower, I turn off alarm and sleep.
    7:15 Girlfriend tries to convince me that it's time to get up and that I did, in fact, turn off the alarm.
    7:16 Shower
    7:20 Check email, waste time, wake up Apparissus, etc.
    7:45 Realize that it's time to go, wish I had eaten breakfast, grab coffee and get whoever is catching a ride into the Rabbit and go.


By Nate on Tuesday, February 6, 2001 - 03:23 pm:

    0700: alarm goes off, hit snooze twice, get up.
    0700: (alarm clock is set two snoozes behind real time) put on shorts, sweatshirt and "RAW IS WAR" beaner cap and go for run.
    0715: Pass the three menopause women out on their walk for the first time.
    0735: Pass the three menopause women out on their walk for the second time.
    0745: return home. drink water.
    0750: yoga
    0810-20: shower
    0835: kiss sleeping A. get dressed.
    0845: make lunch.
    0855: juice and toast
    0900: drive to work
    1000: arrive at work

    evening:
    1900-2000: leave work
    +0100: arrive home. kiss A. pour a glass of water or a beer. look at the mail.
    +0030: eat dinner
    +0100: do the dishes
    +0030: sit in the studio until "bed" time


By Hal on Tuesday, February 6, 2001 - 03:34 pm:

    1100 : Alarm goes off.
    1108 : snooze alarm.
    1116 : snooze alarm.
    1124 : snooze alarm.
    1132 : Alarm goes off, or is subsequently broken.
    1330 : Wake up, start coffee pot.
    1335 : Morning bathroom duties.
    1330 : Sit here at the computer in my underwear questioning my life.
    1400 : Get dressed, finish last of coffee in pot.
    1405 : Make new pot.
    1410 : Lounge around till about 1700.
    1700 : Eat something (maybe.)
    1330 : Get in car go to friends house to watch kung fu movies.
    1331 : The movies last until about 0400.
    0400 : Drive to gas station pick up a Mt. Dew.
    0410 : Go home, watch pointless morning TV till about 1030.
    1030 : Pass out.
    1100 : Repeat Cycle.


By sarah on Tuesday, February 6, 2001 - 04:20 pm:


    4:00 a.m. wake up from severe bladder pressure.

    4:05 a.m. roll over and try to ignore bladder.

    4:10 a.m. go to bathroom and pee.

    4:12 a.m. get back in bed.

    6:15 a.m. wake up. no alarm necessary.

    6:30 a.m. get out of bed. pee again. wander into kitchen to make tea and feed cats.

    6:40 a.m. stretching.

    7:00 a.m. shower.

    7:10 a.m. lotion, deodorant, hair, face, clothes.

    7:40 a.m. cook and eat breakfast, read paper, listen to music.

    8:10 a.m. survey garden. pull a weed.

    8:15 a.m. drive off to work.

    8:30 a.m. log into network, begin "work"


    (this start time of this routine varies by +/- 60 minutes)



By Rhiannon on Tuesday, February 6, 2001 - 05:09 pm:

    1:58 am, 3:22 am, 5:40 am, 6:15 am, 6:31 am - wake up from pain due to bruised tailbone.
    6:45 - alarm goes off. hit snooze
    6:55 - alarm goes off. get up, grab bathrobe, walk slowly to bathroom
    7:00 - shower slowly
    7:13 - lotion, contacts, hair
    7:37 - put on clothes slowly
    7:45 - put on face
    7:55 - throw covers back on bed, straighten room slowly
    8:00 - leave for work
    8:48 - arrive at work

    I was on time for work today for once. I should slide down cliffs and land on fallen trees every weekend.


By patrick on Tuesday, February 6, 2001 - 05:34 pm:

    have you told us about your tailbone injury?


By Hal on Tuesday, February 6, 2001 - 08:54 pm:

    I know... I think I missed that one.

    Went sledding today, it was nice last night, calm clear skys no hint whatsoever of snow. I woke up this morning(afternoon) and it was blizzarding outside. I actually went so far as to put a coat on which I never do. The sledding was fun though, ended up in a creek, and crashing into lots of trees.

    Oh the fun of snow.


By semillama on Wednesday, February 7, 2001 - 09:10 am:

    Damn it Rhiannon, stop teasing us with glimpses of your presence!

    Routine:

    0600: alarm goes off. hit snooze.
    0609: alarm goes off again. growl. get out of bed. Say good morning to cats.
    0610: hygienic activities: teeth-brushing/face washing/ contact-puttin-in/deoderant slathering/blemish lotion application.
    0615: sing to cats while feeding them.
    0617: Turn on headline news and prepare daytime meals for day, then make breakfast (2 vegetarian breakfast patties and a cup of custard-style yogurt plus coffee).
    0625: watch a bit of news and the weather channel while eating.
    0640: leave for work
    0700: arrive at work, make more coffee, bullshit, surf internet while struggling to become a sentient being.

    That's the morning for me for the last couple years.


By Rhiannon on Wednesday, February 7, 2001 - 09:45 am:

    I don't mean to tease. I'm just busy. Well, not right now, but usually.

    On Saturday, I went to Calvert Cliffs with my brother. Calvert Cliffs is a national park on the Chesapeake Bay that's famous for its fossils. You can find shark teeth that wash up on shore, and supposedly, there are ancient crocodiles buried in the cliffs. The cliffs are clay, not rock. At the top of the cliffs are big pine and oak trees, and at the bottom of the cliffs are the trees that have fallen because of the erosion. You're not supposed to climb the cliffs (because you can't, really), but my brother and I scaled the slope of rubble at the bottom as high as we could.

    So I got pretty high and then the rubble gave out underneath me. I slid down and landed (butt-first) on the trunk of a tree. Not only did I bruise my tailbone, I scraped my poor derriere on the rocks, shells, and tree. It sounds funny, but it's really not. My job involves sitting all day. Right now, I'm sitting at the edge of the chair and I'm twisted so I'm resting almost squarely on my left hip. Lots of pain.

    I have to go. People are coming.


By Skooter on Wednesday, February 7, 2001 - 10:03 am:

    Morning Routine (Weekday)
    9:00- Awaken to sound of six year old blowing up the world with his imaganation.
    9:10- Hit snooze button, tell david to get dressed, which he can do by himself, allthough it may be backwards or inside out.
    9:20- Make his breakfast.
    9:30 Get my clothes on, take off comfy bathrobe, which is blue like Cookie Monster
    9:40- get him dressed and take him to the bus stop
    9:50- Come back inside, watch some M2, loaf around.


By Hal on Wednesday, February 7, 2001 - 10:29 am:

    I always thought it was funny how people who live with little kids always make references to Seseme Street at least twice in a day, if not more times.

    Seseme Street ruled.


By patrick on Wednesday, February 7, 2001 - 01:48 pm:

    our thoughts are with your ass spider.


By Nate on Wednesday, February 7, 2001 - 03:19 pm:

    who owns and ass spider? i want an ass spider!


By J on Wednesday, February 7, 2001 - 03:25 pm:

    It would probably be too embarassing to take to work,but you should get one of those blow-up cushions,like you get to sit on after you have a baby,it would relieve the pressure,espeacially when your driving.


By Dougie on Wednesday, February 7, 2001 - 03:27 pm:

    I'll send you some of my ass pennies, Nate.


By Rhiannon on Wednesday, February 7, 2001 - 04:01 pm:

    I think I might do that, J. I've been kneeling on my chair off and on today to take the pressure off, and my legs keep falling asleep, which only adds to the pain. Driving hurt the most...I almost cried. I can barely walk. I hope to God I didn't break my tailbone.

    Nate, if I could give you my ass right now, I would. I don't want it anymore.


By Nate on Wednesday, February 7, 2001 - 04:18 pm:

    holy shit! who else wants to give me their ass!?

    no ass pennies. thank you.


By semillama on Wednesday, February 7, 2001 - 04:22 pm:

    Take my ass - please!

    *rimshot*

    Who was that woman I saw you with last night?
    That was no woman-it was my ASS!

    *Rimshot*


By patrick on Wednesday, February 7, 2001 - 05:42 pm:

    give me those drum sticks sem


By Platypus on Thursday, February 8, 2001 - 02:32 pm:

    The pillows shaped like donuts for bruised tailbones are excellent.


By Wavydave on Thursday, February 8, 2001 - 05:13 pm:

    Anyone else have a dog that acts as a very effective organic alarm clock?

    My dog does laps saying "Awoooooo" then I scratch her neck and work my way down her back. Then she circles and starts in with "Awoooooo" again.

    If I make her do too many laps, she'll jump up and sit on my stomach (Border Collie mix - about 50 lbs)

    Get up, shower, feed the fish then go hit a coffee joint on the way to work.

    I just started working days at the first of the year - it seems like my day is MUCH shorter than when I worked afternoons/evenings.
    Guess it's all the "going to bed early" business that I fail so miserably at.


By Shpay on Friday, February 9, 2001 - 12:07 am:

    Beat off
    Shower
    Meaningless crap
    Repeat


By Dougie on Friday, February 9, 2001 - 10:47 am:

    Wanna trade lives, shpay?


By sarah on Friday, February 9, 2001 - 02:58 pm:

    there is no routine today.

    i'm at home, also enjoying the creepy weather. we don't get tornado(e)s here of course. but today we are having Kauai weather.

    i was up at 5:30 this morning and couldn't sleep so i ran up diamond head. the weather and i are too foggy to work today. i'll probably write, read, and surf the net for recipes today. go the gym, make a really big healthy supper of asian coleslaw and grilled marinated steak and chocolate brichoetes for dessert, and then go see o brother where art though. maybe by myself, maybe with jenn.

    i wish every day for the rest of my life would be just like today. or nearly.



By Shpay on Friday, February 9, 2001 - 10:47 pm:

    no way.


By MsBuzzy on Friday, February 9, 2001 - 11:45 pm:

    wake up
    go back to sleep
    wake up
    locate my vibe
    find my vibe
    playwith myself
    get off
    go back to sleep
    wake up
    wonder why my batteries are dead
    check the switch
    find out its still turned on
    pout
    find new batteries
    replace batteries
    play some more
    get up
    cruise the net vibe in hand
    find a bunch of idiots in my room
    logoff
    play some more
    go back to sleep


By patrick on Thursday, February 15, 2001 - 12:44 pm:

    i now have a new routine.

    1)7:20 wake up
    2)7:25 shower, groom
    3)7:35 petcat,
    4)7:40 collect goods,
    5)7:45 hum "Brown Sugar" in wife's ear until she stirs,
    6)7:47 tell her about the fire in the living room to get her on her feet,
    7) tell her im joking
    8) repeat steps 5,6 & 7 until wife is in car, on the way to subway station.
    8) Subway 8:05
    9) Work 8:25
    10) Sorabji and random internet porn until 5ish.


By Big on Monday, March 25, 2002 - 02:38 pm:

    7 am wake up with Jack Russell bouncing all over bed ready to go out

    7:10 go take a dump, Jack Russell still begging to go out

    7:15 take a shower by now Jack Russell is clawing at curtains begging for back door key

    7:30 take dog out and walk around back yard smoking a bowl.

    7:45 come back in get some grub for the munchies that will stike

    8:00 am head off into the city high as a kite and laughing at all the frustrated idiots trying to race to work.

    8:30 am start my work day make sure all emails are answered and phone calls are returned.

    12:00 pm time to go home, well I can do that I am the boss =) Make sure employees are straight for the day.

    12:30 get home , take Jack Russell out again go inside eat , work out, smoke another bowl =) do some hobby programming or wax car or something productive..

    thats about it kinda boring yet not stressfull. I am 30 and have had enough stress so far to keep me busy for awhile...


By sarah on Tuesday, March 26, 2002 - 02:39 pm:


    oh how i wish i hadn't just now read my posts in this thread from last year.


    well. crap.




By sarah on Tuesday, March 26, 2002 - 02:41 pm:


    fuck! fuck fuck fuck!




By Nate on Tuesday, March 26, 2002 - 03:28 pm:

    hey sarah,

    if you want to live in the santa cruz mountains for awhile, my extra bedroom is being freed up this coming weekend.


By patrick on Tuesday, March 26, 2002 - 03:48 pm:

    fuck! fuck! fuck!


By Rotten on Tuesday, March 26, 2002 - 03:50 pm:


By eri on Tuesday, March 26, 2002 - 03:52 pm:

    wake up
    shower
    get dressed
    make coffee
    walk Hayley to bus stop
    socialize with other mothers
    walk back to apartment
    smoke (I need to quit that)
    drink more coffee
    watch yoga on television but never participate (need to quit that too and get into yoga)
    change shitty diapers
    cook
    clean
    pretend I am Mrs. Cleaver
    deny being anything like June Cleaver


By Antigone on Tuesday, March 26, 2002 - 03:55 pm:

    I'm glad I have a calm limbic system. I could have lost my Eight Treasures Chicken just now.


By Nate on Tuesday, March 26, 2002 - 04:02 pm:

    looks like some sort of oddly painted plastic cupid.

    heart attack. with his cock out.

    hm.

    what a way to go.


By eri on Tuesday, March 26, 2002 - 04:07 pm:

    EEWWWWWWW


By Spider on Tuesday, March 26, 2002 - 04:11 pm:

    I had forgotten writing above about my tailbone injury. That may be the worst pain I have ever felt. Ungodly pain.


By patrick on Tuesday, March 26, 2002 - 05:33 pm:

    so how is your ass doing now spider?


By semillama on Tuesday, March 26, 2002 - 09:26 pm:

    My morning routine nowadays:

    in the office:

    7:45am: alarm goes off, I curse.

    7:46-7:55: stumble to bathroom, hating that I
    am out of bed.

    8:05: eat breakfast and watch the local news
    flakes.
    8:15: drive to work, listening to snippets of
    Stern.
    8:20 -8:25: arrive at work, lament that no one
    has made the damn coffee.

    In field:

    6:30am: wake up, regret the same.
    6:40: actually get out of bed and stumble to
    bathroom after turning on the weather
    channel.
    6:45-6:50: get dressed, number of layers of
    clothing dictated by the local on the 8's.

    710am: load up total station/EDR and project
    notes into big ass truck.

    715: stumble to hotel free breakfast, eat
    french toast, cereal, drink coffee and orange
    juice, and glance over USA Today, AKA
    America's Pravda.

    740: meet Steve Martin at the truck, drive to
    site.

    8am: wonder if the crazy employee and her
    wacked boyfriend will show up or if the aliens
    got them (silently rooting for the aliens).


By Daniel ssss on Wednesday, March 27, 2002 - 01:29 am:

    0545 get out of bed into shower
    0145 get into bed after shower
    0245receive phone calls from around the globe
    0345 dream of sleeping longer than 0445
    0445 awaken and take a trip to the outhouse
    0545 get out of bed into shower


    What a life! I couldn't plan it like this!


By Spider on Wednesday, March 27, 2002 - 09:26 am:

    My ass is doing just fine, thanks for asking.

    My morning routine is pretty similar to the one I posted last year, except now I leave at 7:55 and get to work at 8:10. I love living in this area.


By sarah on Wednesday, March 27, 2002 - 09:43 am:

    thanks nate. thank you.


    happy belated birthday.


    (i forget to read WAYD)



By Czarina on Wednesday, March 27, 2002 - 10:52 am:

    I'm going back to bed.


By patrick on Wednesday, March 27, 2002 - 11:34 am:

    my routine has changed a bit in a year.



    6:45 alarm goes off. its actually set to NPR. I hear some of the most insane things upon waking up.

    7:05 after two snooze cycles, i get up stumble and lean over the toilet. sometimes i take showers the night before, affording me the extra 10 minutes of sleep.

    7:20 shower or not, im dressed, half asleep on gathering my things. and head out.

    7:25 at the bus stop, which is next to a high school so there i am, in a swarm of high school kids. some look at me funny, some look at me with attraction, some look at me like they are afraid. they all have this doe-eyed innocense that makes me glad im not them anymore.

    7:30 bus comes. im usually reading and in a daze, which is the way i like it. bouncing up and down the hills in my hood.

    7:40 at metro station. lug my ass underground, catch the tube.

    7:50 arrive at my station. elevate to street level on hollywood blvd. Make some sort rant similar to that of DeNiro in Taxi Driver where he goes on about the sluts, pimps, pushers, dopes and the rain coming and washing it all away.

    7:55 in my office.




By pez on Thursday, March 28, 2002 - 02:15 am:

    i have no morning routine. haven't had a standard morning routine in nearly two years.

    sometimes i get up as early a 4 am. sometimes as late as 1 pm. shower? clock check, pit check; sometimes i'll skip bathing two days ina row. not often.

    it takes me ten minutes to get to work by bicycle, including getting it out of the basement and putting it away in the employee lunchroom. there have been days that i'm out of bed and working within a 1/2 hour.


By Platypus on Thursday, March 28, 2002 - 07:48 pm:

    I don't usually get up at an hour classified as "morning."

    But when I do, I usually take a shower and think about going to work for a while. It's funny how we get into kind of a rote rhythm. "Oh, I'm awake, I should shower/put on clothes/whatever."


By pez on Thursday, March 28, 2002 - 11:45 pm:

    yeah... it helps to have roommates. i got up at 7:30 this morning to put my clothes in the dryer, wearing a bathrobe. went back to bed until 9. put the bathrobe back on to head downstairs for my pants. it's not that i sleep naked, i don't, but i wear little more than a tshirt and i'm not sure if i want my roomies to see my butt.


By Cat on Friday, March 29, 2002 - 02:20 am:

    I still have pretty much the same morning routine as I did a year ago. I'm depressed now.


By LoneStranger on Tuesday, April 2, 2002 - 07:45 pm:

    sem said:

    Take my ass - please!

    *rimshot*

    ----

    Did no one else catch this?

    Ass and rimshot.

    Damn. I need to watch less porn.


    Class day routine:

    0725 Alarm goes off. Smack it once or twice.
    0730 Around this time, I get up and take a shower and get dressed.
    0845 Go to class.
    1315 Get out of class. Go back to dorm and drop off my backpack. Go get some food from the Student Union.
    1545 Go to class.
    1715 Get out of class. Go back to dorm.
    1800 Hopefully the roomate is back by this time. Then we go get the other nukkas and get dinner.
    1900 Go to class.
    2015 Get out of class. Go back to dorm and screw around on the computer. Do homework, watch Letterman, play videogames, program, do music, etc until
    2345~0230 Go to sleep

    Non-class schedule:

    0900~1100 wake up.
    1200 eat lunch with friends
    1300 sometimes meet with classmate to do the homework
    1730~1900 eat dinner. Go back to dorm and screw around on the computer. Do homework, watch Letterman, play videogames, program, do music, etc until
    2345~0230 Go to sleep

    LS


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