Well, I've had a headache all day. Not sure if it's the rain that is coming, has come, refuses to appear... my head hates low pressure movement, though, once the rain actually falls, I tend to feel some relief. Today, there has been no such letup.
So, naturally, I've laid here in between the pangs wondering what I would write about that didn't require too much brain power but that I wouldn't want to shoot myself for publishing on this blog.
I'm thinking of the people close to me taking the bar exam. One day of testing is complete with another day to go. These poor souls sit there, two sessions, three hours to a session, and their lives are in these plastic bags... I had to chuckle when David told me that if you want to bring snacks, you can do that, but for something like a Nutri-grain bar or a protein bar, one has to unwrap it first and then put it in a see-through baggie. You can get into trouble for package crinkling... I just think it's funny.
I can't really remember big tests anymore (though the bar is totally in a league of its own)... I think I blocked it out of my mind. The only example from a standardized, long test that I can recall is a writing sample from the AP English test. Since my brain is broken tonight, I'm going to re-write what the makers of the exam wrote. I remember it because I was a little surprised to find it on this exam. All I read was a narrated time table from a person's day... and since my old hobby, as a kid, was to write plays or stream of consciousness monologues (very mini-Samuel Beckett), here goes:
7:05 am - Alarm went off. I hit the snooze button.
7:15 am - Alarm went off. I considered getting up and going to Pilates/Yoga class. Hit snooze.
7:25 am - Alarm went off. I decided not to go. Changed the times on the alarm and fell into a surface dream about people I never get to see anymore.
9:05 am - Alarm went off. I hit the snooze button.
9:25 am - Alarm went off. I hit the snooze button.
9:28 am - Phone rang. Checked to see it wasn't Anya. It was my aunt. Went back to sleep.
9:45 am - Alarm went off. Cat jumped on the bed and nuzzled her way under the blankets with me. I hit the snooze button again.
10:05 am - Alarm went off. Cat left. I hit thought I hit the snooze button.
11:15 am - Realized I hadn't hit the snooze button. Head spun. Got out of bed.
11:25 am - Made pomegranate oolong tea and one freezer waffle from the absurd batch I had made the day before. Sat with the cat as I drank, ate, watched some Frasier.
12:25 pm - Called my aunt back. She just wanted my teaching schedule for the studio near her place.
12:35 pm - David called. Felt good about the first half of the exam. Off to get lunch. I got off the phone and started on an email to a W&M professor about her class this semester.
2:00 pm - Played Spider Solitaire. Watched more Frasier. Made lunch from left over veggies and semolina pasta.
2:25 pm - Worked out scheduling issue with boss. Mom called in on call waiting.
3:00 pm - Considered being more productive... at least tomorrow.
3:30 pm - Re-wrote some writing samples not saved on this computer for the professor.
3: 45 pm - Decided to take a nap.
4:30 pm - David woke me up. First half of the exam was over. Off he went to play basketball. Off I went to wash up the kitchen.
5:30 pm - Changed around my order for the dairy. Had some water.
6:00 pm - Head pangs got a little worse. Closed my eyes.
6:30 pm - More Solitaire. More computer stuff. Decided to go about dinner.
7:30 pm - Ate, considered taking a yoga class tomorrow, tried to read some of my Parabola.
8:00 pm - Made Turkish coffee in hopes that would help dull the headache.
8:45 pm - Called my aunt again after realizing I forgot to tell her my schedule.
8:52 pm - Asked Anya the sort of question I can only ask her.
9:00 pm - Sent Jo a message... my headache distracted me from talking to her earlier. Considered what I ought to do to make the pain go away before tomorrow.
9:31 pm - Started this entry after searching the net for other information about my hobbies.
9:48 pm - David called ready to turn in.
9:57 pm - Didn't cry after the final episode of Frasier... I always cry when I watch the very last episode (that's why I don't often watch it). Decided I officially needed to take some drugs.
10:10 pm - After preparing for bed, taking Excedrin, putting dishes away, I started a conversation with Tristan to see how he felt about taking the bar today.
10:24 pm - Put the dairy cooler outside to prepare for tomorrow's delivery.
10:41 pm - Back started to spasm.
10:44 pm - Decided to put this entry out of its misery.
Time for bed. Now. Head, please, cut this out...
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