I'm still here. A few thoughts I had back when I was too lazy to update.
I recently watched the first two seasons of the 24, the television show in which events happen in real time. What a cool concept! But then I wondered about what the show would be like if I was the main character. For example, if the season started last night at 8:00 PM, here's how the series would go:
8:00 - 9:00 PM -- My family and I are at the library, looking for books.
9:00 - 10:00 PM -- I read Fahrenheit 451.
10:00 PM - 3:00 AM -- (five episodes) I sleep.
3:00 - 4:00 AM -- I wake up and, unable to fall back asleep, read more Fahrenheit 451.
4:00 - 11:00 AM -- (seven episodes) I sleep.
11:00 AM - 12:00 PM -- I watch a recorded episode of Late Night with Conan O'Brien.
12:00 - 1:00 PM -- I eat lunch.
1:00 - 3:00 PM -- I copycat Aaron and learn how to use Photoshop.
3:00 - 4:00 PM -- I play Freecell, then watch an episode of Jackie Chan Adventures that I've already seen, in which Jade travels to the future and helps Jackie and Section 13 fight a friend from her childhood.
4:00 - 6:00 PM -- (two episodes) I watch The Big Bounce.
6:00 - 7:00 PM -- I eat dinner.
7:00 - 8:00 PM -- I continue learning how to use Photoshop.
These would make very exciting episodes, I'm sure, but since it's primetime television, I'd have to make a few adjustments, such as the discovery of betrayals, cliffhanger moments nearing the top of every hour, and subplots involving the Presidency and my endangered daughter who can never quite make it to safety completely.
I've been thinking a lot about sophomore year. Actually, most of it isn't very interesting, except this one dream I had that we were all in our three-room quad in Kimball, and the room was huge and for some reason it had a woody feel to it. There was also a crazy little mini-piano in one of the side rooms.
It's amazing how much the adults in jury duty resemble elementary school children. Yes, while the rest of the AZN Posse was having a nice lunch at Sweet Tomatoes, I was stuck miles and miles away at jury duty. While court was in session, people made jokes with each other in low, hushed voices, laughed at stupid things that didn't seem very funny to me, and were got all antsy about when they could go, although I can't blame them for that. Jury duty seemed to me like a complete waste of time. All I did was say "Here" when they called my name and sat around, occasionally making progress in The Da Vinci Code. That was effectively the sole purpose of my waking up at 6:40 and getting home at 5:40. Yuck. PLUS the case seemed slightly frivolous to me. Biker and jogger slipping on algae in stagnant water suing the City of Fresno? Come on, people!