My Day

Steve writes about his day in such a nice way. He gets the detail right, without too much focus on the finer detail where it would become a chore to read. 

I hope this isn't a bore.

Rise at the usual time of 7am. Watch YouTube and listen to the radio for an hour. Very pleasing to hear on the news that Canadians have voted correctly. 

8am, shower and groom, as I put lipstick on a pig. 

8.30 Send dead in bed neighbour HH a text to make sure she is alive. If she doesn't reply, there is a plan. If I don't send, there is a plan. In my message, I included what I have being doing about a nearby crane without lighting at the top. I take my medications. I receive an email from City of Melbourne about the non working crane light. Why am I bothering? If an aircraft hit the top of the unlit crane, it could possibly spin out of control and hit my building, my apartment even. It is a basic building safety regulation. 

8.40 Attend to matters of the internet, including blogging. 

9.30 Phyllis arises, we chat and he does his ablutions in a manner I do not understand. 

10.00 Kosov arises, who won't speak until he cleans his teeth. 

10.10 Phyllis departs for work.

10. 30 Kosov does his ablutions in a manner I don't understand. Can't they just shit and then shower? 

10.50 I discuss a cheap birthday gift for Phyllis with Kosov and he comes up with the great idea of a set of black/grey sketching pencils. 

Not long after, Kosov left for a uni class and then to start work at 8pm.

11.10 I catch a 58 tram to town and feed and caffeinate myself at a bakery in Bourke Street. Order food and coffee before 12.00 and you get a free cinnamon doughnut 

12.05 Office workers are coming out of building to buy lunch. I am checking out guys in suits for their hotness level. No one seems to be wearing suits anymore, so I am checking out guys in smart casual. It is very variable. 

12.10 I catch a tram to Swanston Street, then tram then tram to Franklin Street to visit the art supply shop Eckersley's. I bought a packet of Faber-Castell sketching pencils for Phyllis. 

01.00 I caught a tram one stop from RMIT to QV shopping centre. Phyllis had offered to cook for me tonight. But I needed to buy minced garlic and minced ginger, and worst of all shelled prawns. I am out my comfort space here. I found some and 400g were priced at $18! And they had tails that Phyllis didn't want. There were also semi frozen. It ended up being a nice meal but later Phyliss and I discussed him being more specific about buying prawns, and food in general. It was never my department.  I should have gone to Aldi, and I was so close to one at the art supply place. I also bought a birthday card and a gift bag for Phyllis' birthday. I have about one hundred gift bags somewhere, which were in a drawer in Ray's bedroom, but I don't know where they are now. 

1.20 I am done with shopping. I wanna go home. Just missed a nearly empty tram. A wait for the next which was very busy. I wait for the one two minutes later, not too busy. 

1.40 Did stuffs. Wrote messages. Arranged catch ups. Paid the two month hot water bill, curiously $1.40. I no argue. I blogged and emailed. Ate half a Meals on Wheels sandwich. 

2.40 Cross the road to the cafe to sit and have a double espresso coffee. 

3.40 pm To bed to rest for an hour or so, more internet matters. Ate a plum, a cocktail tomato, some grapes and a tiny Cherry Ripe bar, along with a small amount of triple strength iced coffee.

5.30 Arise and do stuffs.

6.00 Phyllis gets home. He can work with the prawns and he got busy in the kitchen.

7.00, I had a delicious meal of rice and slightly spicy prawns.

The rest of the evening was spent here writing and half watching tv. 

And I thought I would write a stylish post about my day like Steve does. It just ain't so.