Three Day Weekend

A three day weekend is a chance to blog! It seems my free time has dwindled to nothing recently, which is OK for the most part, except right towards the end of my week, when I simultaneously want to sleep and have enough fun to reward me for my hard work in the last few days.

Why am I so busy? Two jobs, dear readers, will make one very busy indeed. I already mentioned the job at Davis Media Access. About a month after that I landed myself a part-time position doing grant admin work and other bits and bobs at the Community Alliance with Family Farmers. Both jobs are rewarding in completely different ways, and in both cases I’m learning genuinely useful stuff – for instance, last week I learned an awful lot about pomology. I’m also knocking myself into shape with some exercise.

My heaviest day is Thursday. I’m up at 7:30, on my bike by 8:30. By 9:00 I’ve normally cycled the five miles to CAFF. It’s a pleasant ride. I’ll record it on video sometime. I work at CAFF from 9am-2pm, then I cycle back to Davis for a 2:30 game of squash with my friend Tony. If my legs still work at 3:30pm I can get home, shower, change and bike to DMA by 4pm. I work there until 9pm, although I often don’t get out on time, and if I’m lucky Courtney has dinner waiting for me sometime around 9:30pm.

By doing this I get my 40 hours out of the way in four days, theoretically leaving me three days for fun and relaxation. However, Sundays are currently special project days at DMA, so most weeks I nip in there for four or five hours to get stuff done. Fridays are my Co-op volunteer work days, so that’s two hours on the meat counter, and I’ve started doing a radio programme from 3-4pm also on Fridays on the lovely, endangered KDRT 101.5FM. I’m going to try to make more time to keep my online life a little more up to date.

After much pressure from Eyelashjam I finally caved and joined Facebook. I’m now a little put out that he’s unresponsive to my request to be one of my boyfriends in an open relationship with a bunch of other lads and lasses. Maybe he was put off by my pseudonym. I concede that the idea of getting it on with a dead cabbage-headed Frenchman may be a little grim.

8 Comments

  1. Paul
    30/05/2007

    Dunce that I am, I can’t figure out your pseudonym for facebook – there’s so many dead cabbage-headed Frenchmen.
    You have a busy chedule! The bicycle revolution, huzzah! I only cycle for twenty minutes a day for work though. I go up the steep hill to the Uni. to use their library most weeks.
    Courtney, do you enjoy having the house to yourself to late?

  2. James Leahy
    31/05/2007

    Ah! Right. So that was you?

    You’re an idiot :-)

  3. Mr. Dead Inside
    31/05/2007

    Am I supposed to take Arsebook seriously?

  4. Mr. Dead Inside
    31/05/2007

    Paul, try searching for Serge Gainsbourg.

    Courtney enjoys having the house to herself. It means she can play Final Fantasy XII for hours without anyone telling her she’s a slug.

  5. maz
    01/06/2007

    I’m trying to get a bike hire scheme rolling for September when our IBs and Access to HE students move up to a different site so they can borrow a bike to get between sites. Also looking to sort out some kind of cycle proficiency class for them.

  6. Courtney
    09/06/2007

    Yeah, we’ve kind of switched roles. Once upon a time it was me coming home after a long day of work to find Liam in his sixth hour of playing Championship Manager on his Mac. Speaking of FFXII, I’ve got some leveling up to do…

  7. Paul
    14/06/2007

    Dead Inside – Take Facebook seriously? You get out what you put in…
    Courtney – You’ve just risen inestimably higher, now that I know you have a computer game addiction. We all do it, it’s like wanking.
    Maz – ‘IBs’ as in International Baccalaureate’s? I did that. Very hard. Much harder than A-levels (bunch of pooves!).

  8. Andy D
    21/06/2007

    Mr. Dead Inside – now you *can* take arsebook seriously !

    http://www.arsebook.org

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