Some of you have shown interest in expressing how your daily routine unravels. I therefore present to you this thread, may it offer you the hope you so longed for in my completely unrelated thread :p

7 AM - Awaken then take shower (minor things inbetween, brush teeth etc.)
7:30 AM - Leave home for work
8:20-30 - Arrive at work
9 AM - Open store after preliminaries
9 AM - NOON - Sit and play on SciForums.com, also seek internet info on general topics of interest, occasionally help people that come in.
NOON - 1 PM - Lunch out
1 PM - Come back, service a few people, wait...
4 PM - Busy, humans now come to drop things off from surrounding buildings...
4 - 8 PM - Work :C~ + play on internet
8:20 PM - Closed store, time to go home
9 PM - Arrive home, alone... nobody but parents around...
9:10 PM - Eat
10 PM - Watch TV
11 PM - Rub feet together and fall into sleep

No wonder u cant find a girl / girls cant find u.

7am wake up
8am-5pm Crush My Enemies
9pm Hot chocolate
10pm Sleep

5 am Wake up
5 am to 12 am Stuff
12 am Sleep

wakekidzworkkidzwifesleeprepeat

What very compelling replies, samcdkey, nick, etc.. you should all be so proud you explained your days to us :p

I don't think I have a routine, always try to find something interesting to do (some concert, hike, party with friends, books, etc).
Luckily my job is not a routine one and every day there's something new to do.
But I visit sciforums most days.

I use a computer to generate random answers for my daily routines, so they are never routine.

I use a computer to generate random answers for my daily routines, so they are never routine.

nooooooooooooooo

10 a.m wake up, 11:30 a.m cruise the mall, find a Jenny, do some business, shower, lunch, late afternoon cruise the mall, find a Jenny do some business, shower. 8 p.m blow the day's takings playing poker with other men ho's, 12 p.m dinner, 1 a.m sleep.

I make damn sure I breathe at least twice a day. Other than that I don't really notice what I get up to.

`
Awaken snarling obscenities and cursing slow and agonizing death to each and every descendent of the familial line of whomever invented the clock...

Pour glass of cranberry juice and plop into chair to watch Weather Channel, imagining the beverage to be the blood of whomever invented "Doppler Radar" as I await local forecast, and fantasize about killing meteorologist in bizarre pagan ritual which insures pleasant weather...

Step into scalding hot shower and bellow any Irish rebel tune which involves killing Englishmen - or just plain punching somebody in the face...

Concoct lunch of some sort, while cursing God for not making me capable of just plugging in to recharge whenever I feel low on energy, or at least making my skin like one big photovoltaic cell, for fuck's sake...

Jump into van and get set to drive like a maniac to Ye Olde Print Shoppe, hoping some poor hapless specimin of wildlife will stumble stupidly into the path of the speeding vehicle, the better to be crushed beneath it's grinding tires (just not a deer, like last time - new headlamp array cost me 85 bucks ;))...

Scream along expressway listening to morning newscast, cursing any corrupt politicians or criminals mentioned to suffer slow, agonizing death, yelling Woooo - Hooo !!! every time I pass someone driving more slowly than me, and wishing I had an AN/GAU-8 30mm Avenger gatling gun to fire at anyone who passes me...

Arrive at El Shoppo, fire up coffee pot, and begin practicing the Devil's Trade in all its manifold manifestations, occasionally cursing the descendents of Gutenberg to suffer horrendous boils on the insides of their eyelids, and severe jock-itch...

Break for Carb infusion & more Nectar of the Gods from Tim Horton's at mid-morn with Bawss Man & Da Crew, as well as any brokers, salesmen, or other miscellaneous hangers-about who happen to be present.
Secretly wish all present would die of food poisoning later in the day, for some incomprehensible reason bequeathing me all their worldly possessions...

Slam back into some sort of task for a couple or 3 more hours until lunch, accompanied by generous cursing of all creation to suffer spontaneous combustion and subsequent atomization...

Mid-day:
Lunch and assorted daydreams of nuclear holocaust obliterating human society forever...

More hammer time for the afternoon hours - and more wishing solar explosion would occur right then and there !

Suddenly - blessed release form the Gulag !
Brief wish to resurrect one dead kitten quickly subsides as I run as though from the burning hulk of the Hindenburg out of the place and leap into the van...

Next bunch of hours' activity depends on what day it is...
Might be anything from grocery shopping to stopping in at the local gin mill to swill down a few...
One thing's for sure -
Mankind's gonna be cursed to suffer a plague of radioactive genital-devouring humungo-ferrets or like that there a bunch O' times !

Sooner or later I'll end up home sweet home again, where I will perhaps create ze sublime din-din, or collapse in a drunken heap just inside the door.
In the case of the former, I will imagine the electric burner elements of my stove are searing the flesh off the members of the U.S Congress...
In the latter, I will mumblingly curse all vegetation to wither and die by morning - or at least pray to remain face down if I should happen to vomit - just before passing out...

Ahhhh...

How Suh-WEET it is !!!
:grumble:

Hi all,

this is my average daily routine, as posted on the other thread



hello People,

my average day is like this

6:00am: wakeup, shower shave etc,,.,,
6:20am - 6:40am: leave the house and into car to drive to the office
7:00-7:15am: get to the office, check emails and stuff, write any urgent emails, do urgent paperwork (stuff i could not be arsed to do last night), go onto sciforums
8:00am: unlock staff doors
8:30am: officially starting tim efor company
8:30am
- Management meeting 8:30-8:40
- Check all departmentss make sure people are working
- take calls from clients, get hassle or whatever
- deal with clients enquires
- do presentations, quotes , proposals
- deal with suppliers
- operhaps have the odd spat with a competitor
-Write emails
-chase suppliers
- chase managers
- talk to accountant
- firefighting
- maybe eat my lunch while writting an email
- log in and out of sciforums all day
- produce reprots and maybe write a bit of code, usually asp, or VB
- develop plans to counter any new indutsry developments
- dealing with any issues staff have with their work or with other memebers of staff
- plan what urgent work the company needs to do the next day etc,
-plan any urgent work i specifically have to do
- and a few others
6:00pm - 8:00pm

- depending how late i am, i could have an argument with the wife as she is pisseed that i am late back from work
- if i am not to late,i will put one of the kids to bed, give milk or read a story.
8:00pm -10:00pm - eat dinner, usually takes 10 mins, but could be any time in this time frame
after diner, watch tv, perhaps go on computer, perhaps do some work,
maybe an argument with the wife after diner

then to bed, usually between 9:00pm and 11:00pm

~~~~~~~~~

take it ez
zak

`
Awaken snarling obscenities and cursing slow and agonizing death to each and every descendent of the familial line of whomever invented the clock...

Pour glass of cranberry juice and plop into chair to watch Weather Channel, imagining the beverage to be the blood of whomever invented "Doppler Radar" as I await local forecast, and fantasize about killing meteorologist in bizarre pagan ritual which insures pleasant weather...

Step into scalding hot shower and bellow any Irish rebel tune which involves killing Englishmen - or just plain punching somebody in the face...

Concoct lunch of some sort, while cursing God for not making me capable of just plugging in to recharge whenever I feel low on energy, or at least making my skin like one big photovoltaic cell, for fuck's sake...

Jump into van and get set to drive like a maniac to Ye Olde Print Shoppe, hoping some poor hapless specimin of wildlife will stumble stupidly into the path of the speeding vehicle, the better to be crushed beneath it's grinding tires (just not a deer, like last time - new headlamp array cost me 85 bucks ;))...

Scream along expressway listening to morning newscast, cursing any corrupt politicians or criminals mentioned to suffer slow, agonizing death, yelling Woooo - Hooo !!! every time I pass someone driving more slowly than me, and wishing I had an AN/GAU-8 30mm Avenger gatling gun to fire at anyone who passes me...

Arrive at El Shoppo, fire up coffee pot, and begin practicing the Devil's Trade in all its manifold manifestations, occasionally cursing the descendents of Gutenberg to suffer horrendous boils on the insides of their eyelids, and severe jock-itch...

Break for Carb infusion & more Nectar of the Gods from Tim Horton's at mid-morn with Bawss Man & Da Crew, as well as any brokers, salesmen, or other miscellaneous hangers-about who happen to be present.
Secretly wish all present would die of food poisoning later in the day, for some incomprehensible reason bequeathing me all their worldly possessions...

Slam back into some sort of task for a couple or 3 more hours until lunch, accompanied by generous cursing of all creation to suffer spontaneous combustion and subsequent atomization...

Mid-day:
Lunch and assorted daydreams of nuclear holocaust obliterating human society forever...

More hammer time for the afternoon hours - and more wishing solar explosion would occur right then and there !

Suddenly - blessed release form the Gulag !
Brief wish to resurrect one dead kitten quickly subsides as I run as though from the burning hulk of the Hindenburg out of the place and leap into the van...

Next bunch of hours' activity depends on what day it is...
Might be anything from grocery shopping to stopping in at the local gin mill to swill down a few...
One thing's for sure -
Mankind's gonna be cursed to suffer a plague of radioactive genital-devouring humungo-ferrets or like that there a bunch O' times !

Sooner or later I'll end up home sweet home again, where I will perhaps create ze sublime din-din, or collapse in a drunken heap just inside the door.
In the case of the former, I will imagine the electric burner elements of my stove are searing the flesh off the members of the U.S Congress...
In the latter, I will mumblingly curse all vegetation to wither and die by morning - or at least pray to remain face down if I should happen to vomit - just before passing out...

Ahhhh...

How Suh-WEET it is !!!
:grumble:

Wow. And you thought *I* had issues.:eek:

Well, I'm out of school these days(my second 4 yr degree). I wake up at about 9 to go to my manial job till about 6. I generally carry a rock in my pocket just in case some ass hole walking in front of me suddenly stops to talk on their cell phone or some shit like that. I sometimes find time on the computer to generate some wisdom. I've been trying to write a book but its not too easy for a science major. I generally hate the word routine, so you can never predict what I'm gonna do next. I live in a big city, small cities irritate me greatly, I was born and raised in a big city, and the only period I spend time in small cities is to go to school.

Have finished uni and don't currently have a job:

Wake up 11am-2pm, eye exercises, shower, tidy my room, pray, breakfast (strawberry jam on toast, mug of milk), check the news, maybe watch a bit of TV, listen to music, jump on the computer, check email and other websites, might play some games, then meet up with a mate, chill out for a while, probably eat out - I normally play football every other day - go back home, pray, eat, watch some TV. Think, read books, reflect, plan, do some work, daydream, listen to music. Might watch a movie, then just cruise the internet for a few hours, jump into bed – I have trouble sleeping so normally play my mp3 player (mainly listen to Qawallis and lectures on spirituality etc.). Go to sleep about 4am-7am.

Please people do not pray :(

I wake up around midday, and close my casket.
By 1:00 pm I’ve had my breakfast of monkey-brains and bull’s testicles before I go to my back yard where I continue building my Ark, in preparation for the next deluge.

I then pray for the damnation of my enemies, finishing with a wish that they will one day come to Jesus and be saved from the inevitable Rapture, before I go to my neighborhood church to absolve myself the sins from the previous day.
Then I go off to make money by sinning some more.

In the saving I masturbate, saving myself for marriage, read the bible, which tells me everything I need to know, and I fall asleep dreaming of my future afterlife.

eye exercises
Explain?

Please people do not pray :(

I'm not a Christian. My praying involves reflection, analysing my own character, analysing my actions, my intentions etc. deep thinking, good way to recharge the batteries, it gives me direction and focus.

Explain?

I sort of roll my eyes around a bit, close my eyes hard and then open, do that a few times. I read an article a week back, said something about how these exercises help improve your memory - probably aload of bollocks tho. Can't seem to find the link - was either on bbc or msn.

I sort of roll my eyes around a bit, close my eyes hard and then open, do that a few times. I read an article a week back, said something about how these exercises help improve your memory - probably aload of bollocks tho. Can't seem to find the link - was either on bbc or msn.

hello ghost

you ok?

that eye exercise action seems to be the biggest load of off-key nonsense i have heard.

if you have the link man i would lvoe to read about it.

~~~~~~~~~~~
take it ez
zak

I think the main way to improve memory is to . . . practice memorizing things.

Practice memorizing only make u sleepie

Explain?

Repeated flicking across streaming porn feeds.

8.00. I wake up and my bed is soaked. I pissed my bed again.
8.05 i wake up my wife hitting her with my cane that i keep next to my side of the bed. I blame her on wetting the bed. She apologizes. I push her face in the wet sheets like I would do with a puppy.
8.06. I send my wife to work the streets.
8.30. I drop my children off at the chinese sweatshop.
9.00. I go back to bed.
12.00. I go to the dog track and bet away my welfare and have a good laugh and a few beers.
15.00 I had for the nearest bar and have beer.
21.00 stripclub finally opens and I had there.
2.00 I had back to a bar.
4.00 i take a taxi home and pass out.

My friend (Stupid) is currently abroad till end of June.

Daily life without Stupid:

8.00: I wake up and just lying on my bed thinking for about 15 minutes.

8.15: touch some water, bake a bread and make a cup of coffee.
_____Go biking and pick some flowers from cemetery garden.

9.00: Check and reply emails, edit my agenda book, watch news.
_____Chat with Stupid (online).

10.00: Review yesterday's class, read some literature, or just browsing around.
______I call my friends 'will u go shopping today'?
______Chat with Stupid.

11.00: I cook lunch, eat alone, chat with Stupid, and try to find philosophy between the three activities.

13.00: Go to work (draw this, draw that) or have a nap (yeah, a nap!)

16.30: Take a quick shower, eat a little.
______Send SMS to stupid wishing him a nice sleep.

16.55: run to class (its only 5 minute run)

17.00: listening to waga wagaa wagaaaaaa...

18.30: run to home, get some coffee.. check email... browsing around..

18.55: run to class again

19.00: listening to waga wagaa wagaaaaaa... again

20.45: go home

20.50: cook a dinner, call some neighbour friends
______'wanna play Siedler von Catan?'

______http://www.cliquenabend.de/spiele/siedler/siedler6.jpg

______if the answer is yes: eat, play, and most of the time lose.

______if the answer is no: pack my dinner, biking till river, jump from the bridge.
______aopsssss.. i could swim, cant do suicide.
______Biking till river, enjoy my dinner there while watching sunset.

22.00: go home, take a long shower, check email, edit my agenda book.

23.00: browsing, posting terrifying things, playing stupid songs.

01/02/03.00: sleep

Of all the daily routine post-ers
inzomnia's scares me the most-est.

reaaaalllly. spurmonkey should scare the most!

i mean the most-est.

Why? It's true.

i get up, put nivea cream on my bed sores, then get back into bed.


peace.

i get up, put nivea cream on my bed sores, then get back into bed.


peace.

Mmm, I luuuv the scent of Nivea.:thankyou:

Of all the daily routine post-ers
inzomnia's scares me the most-est.

Is it scary for you to imagine people do shower.. and sometimes more than once a day?:p

Mmm, I luuuv the scent of Nivea.:thankyou:



me too actualy, i always get tempted to eat it though, same with pva glue.


peace.

Is it scary for you to imagine people do shower.. and sometimes more than once a day?:p

Oy gets a good sluicin' once t'er year, oy does. Get out the grout, lawk. Anythin' more's a sin, says th' Deacon! Last 'un didn't tek, nohow. Right peculiar, 'at was.

Anyway, what world are you in then, where people take more than shower a day? Right little metrosexual wonderland is it? Weekly manicure and pore cleansing? What happened to the Aussie's Aussie, where a dip in a muddy pool was considered a spa and real men wrestled crocs as a warm-up to something really dangerous?

Crikey.

Hmm.

7AM get up.
8AM get out of bed and shower.
9AM leave for work.
930-1130 Physics
1130-130 Teach
130-500 Physics.
500-530 Have a coffee and a smoke.
530-1000 Physics.
10ish leave for house
1030 eat dinner
1030-11 Futurama
11-1130 Futurama
1130-12 Family Guy
12-130 Physics/porn
130ish sleep.

Bells, look you: this is a madhouse, you Aussie git. Look at this.

My friend (Stupid) is currently abroad till end of June.

Daily life without Stupid:

8.00: I wake up and just lying on my bed thinking for about 15 minutes.

[sigh]

8.15: touch some water, bake a bread and make a cup of coffee.
_____Go biking and pick some flowers from cemetery garden.

_____Dance among the Forget-Me-Nots, the smell of elderberries in my hair.

Bloody hell. There's more.

9.00: Check and reply emails, edit my agenda book, write my innermost thoughts about my sisters and their beaus and the beautiful stone manor we occupy in the summer.
_____Chat with Stupid (online).

10.00: Review yesterday's class, read some literature, or just browsing around.
______I call my friends 'will u go shopping today'?
______Chat with Stupid.
______Wonder for 10 minutes whether or not my sister Eliza will ever marry sensibly, or whether she will succumb to the inner flames of her heart and fall for that penniless scofflaw Roger Beaumont.

11.00: I cook lunch, eat alone, chat with Stupid, and try to find philosophy between the three activities.
______Imagine a chat with Plato whilst frolicing in the garden with some passing satyrs.

Right, now the afternoon seems normal enough, but look at the evening.

20.50: cook a dinner, call some neighbour friends
______'wanna play Siedler von Catan?' I entice them by telling them I have the new expansion pack with genuine pirate and unicorn miniatures.

...

22.00: go home, take a long shower, check email, edit my agenda book. More frolicking, this time under the gibbous moon of Wicca. Emily brings the smores and body oil.

23.00: browsing, posting terrifying things, playing stupid songs.

01/02/03.00: sleep

0400 The fairies come back. They want their money.

Nothing more disturbing imagineable. Lest it be "forcibly spend four nights in Brisbane". Never again. *shudder*

Bells, look you: this is a madhouse, you Aussie git. Look at this.

[sigh]


*Sigh* indeed.

I am envious.

I can't remember the last time I woke up and could actually afford to lie in bed for 15 minutes just... thinking.

:bawl:

Nothing more disturbing imagineable. Lest it be "forcibly spend four nights in Brisbane". Never again. *shudder*
Aside from the fact that I am in Brisbane... No.. wait.. I am in Brisbane! What do you mean *shudder*?

You're just jealous we can actually see the sun in summer and winter you kilt wearing fool!

Anyway, what world are you in then, where people take more than shower a day? Right little metrosexual wonderland is it? Weekly manicure and pore cleansing? What happened to the Aussie's Aussie, where a dip in a muddy pool was considered a spa and real men wrestled crocs as a warm-up to something really dangerous?

Crikey.
Oh dear lord!

Do you mean where you come from, people don't shower upon waking and before going to sleep?:bugeye:

What the?!?

And what happened is that the 'blokes' decided to go clean. Yes Geoff, that means skidmarks are no longer an acceptable fashion accessory.:)

Aside from the fact that I am in Brisbane... No.. wait.. I am in Brisbane! What do you mean *shudder*?

Aha! I thought your accent sounded Brisbanal.

Let me guess? You went to the Vic and Mary (Scary) Street?:p

I dunno about where exactly. All I know is there were some loud noises and excited shouts of "Get 'im!".

But I was in the outback and a miner asked me if I wanted him to hook me up with a girl, asking if I preferred "light or dark meat". He said he was off for 18 hours and was on a piss-up, since in Australia they apparently don't check blood alcohol before letting you into the mines, commenting "but they do in blady Indonesia, the uptight bastards". I was struck momentarily by the Australian sentiment that Indonesian safety standards were actually considered kind of prissy.

Two towns over, a Crocodile Dundee wannabe with a squinty eye, a big knife in his belt and fewer teeth spent a bit too long circling my automobile and looking it up and down, leading me to flee the town later that day.

Towards Cairns I almost did a Steve Irwin by catching a small monitor lizard, but decided against it when it ran under a dark, cozy boulder. (One of my companions excitedly urged me "reach under and get it!".) We went looking for koalas - the national animal of Australia, I note, that spends its life getting hammered on rotten leaves. Later that week, I accidentally fished standing knee-deep in crocodile-infested water, and then caught a small hammerhead shark.

You're just jealous we can actually see the sun in summer and winter you kilt wearing fool!

Wait, I'm not Scottish. How'd that rumour get started?

Do you mean where you come from, people don't shower upon waking and before going to sleep?:bugeye:

Well, the one or the other, you know. There's fewer poisonous animals here, so we don't need to blast off all the venom splatters from near misses.

And what happened is that the 'blokes' decided to go clean. Yes Geoff, that means skidmarks are no longer an acceptable fashion accessory.:)

Well that will come as quite a surprise in Glasgow.

Hey peopole ,

This is what i oo.

I cannot put from when i wake up because i dont sleep at speciec time.

After that i go one onternet to fav. forum in the whole world sciforums.

that takes a few hours.

then i wake up my beautiful girlfriend (shown here:http://img518.imageshack.us/img518/3892/forjohnn60pngao8.png)

make breakfast

do somehting else;)

gf goes to work

do oth stuff now: wash clothes, go shopping,

6pm: gf comes home

8pm: gf goes to school

etc. etc.

Aha! I thought your accent sounded Brisbanal.

My accent is actually not from here, thank you very much.

I dunno about where exactly. All I know is there were some loud noises and excited shouts of "Get 'im!".
Which could have something to do with you, my dear.

But I was in the outback and a miner asked me if I wanted him to hook me up with a girl, asking if I preferred "light or dark meat". He said he was off for 18 hours and was on a piss-up, since in Australia they apparently don't check blood alcohol before letting you into the mines, commenting "but they do in blady Indonesia, the uptight bastards". I was struck momentarily by the Australian sentiment that Indonesian safety standards were actually considered kind of prissy.
I wouldn't know. Only time I have been underground in this country was when I went on a tour of some fairly spectacular caves. The tour turned sour when some prat mentioned how easy it was to die in here as fault lines criss crossed beneath us. Bastard!

Two towns over, a Crocodile Dundee wannabe with a squinty eye, a big knife in his belt and fewer teeth spent a bit too long circling my automobile and looking it up and down, leading me to flee the town later that day.

Last time I saw anyone do that was when some big puffy guy got out of a pink car in front of a bar.

Towards Cairns I almost did a Steve Irwin by catching a small monitor lizard, but decided against it when it ran under a dark, cozy boulder. (One of my companions excitedly urged me "reach under and get it!".)
*Sigh*

Reminds me of the time I was dating my now husband and we went for a walk through the botanical gardens. Only I did the opposite when a snake slithered across our path, resulting in my fleeing in the opposite direction, after having pushed my now other half into the shrubs to.. ermm save him.. (ok ok.. he was standing in my path of flight).. while letting out this wail of total and absolute fear.

We went looking for koalas - the national animal of Australia, I note, that spends its life getting hammered on rotten leaves.
They don't eat rotten leaves.

Wait, I'm not Scottish. How'd that rumour get started?
I believe it started when you became jealous of Sean Connery.:)

Bells, look you: this is a madhouse, you Aussie git. Look at this.



[sigh]



Bloody hell. There's more.



Right, now the afternoon seems normal enough, but look at the evening.




hehe, funny plankton.

This is a video of my routine evening, enjoying sunset in front of Koelner
Dom. Sorry, the video quality is not good. During sunset, the Dom usually
changing its colour from dark grey into light blue. Really beautiful.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zS9XhXinb8w


This is a photo of the dom during sunset:


http://www.geocities.com/sapta_lena/S3010011.JPG



*Sigh* indeed.

I am envious.

I can't remember the last time I woke up and could actually afford to lie in bed for 15 minutes just... thinking.

:bawl:





hehe, sorry then. Are you very busy? :confused:

Hey peopole ,

This is what i oo.

I cannot put from when i wake up because i dont sleep at speciec time.

After that i go one onternet to fav. forum in the whole world sciforums.

that takes a few hours.

then i wake up my beautiful girlfriend (shown here:http://img518.imageshack.us/img518/3892/forjohnn60pngao8.png)

make breakfast

do somehting else;)

gf goes to work

do oth stuff now: wash clothes, go shopping,

6pm: gf comes home

8pm: gf goes to school

etc. etc.


your gf is beautiful. But this is your daily routine or your gf's :confused: