There is a very loud dripping noise. I'm really hoping that it's just the melting snow outside, and the roof hasn't sprung a leak right over my ceiling. That would suck.
05:30 - The alarm has gone off. It's actually quite pleasant, starting wonderfully quiet and getting louder. I could get used to it. It's part of this new app that tracks your sleep cycle and tells you when you should go to bed if you want your best number of sleep and still need to get up at a certain time. It's eight hours of sleep for me, if you care. That's a bed time of 21:30. Early to bed, earlier than expected to rise, apparently.
05:54 - I'm out the door and at the bus stop. The bus doesn't come until 06:10. Perhaps I could have slept in.
06:15 - Big surprise. The bus is late. Oh, here it comes.
06:22 - At the stop for my transfer. Should be coming in seven minutes.
06:31 - That bus didn't show up. I went upstairs for an alternate route. It was only two minutes late.
06:54 - Precisely one hour after leaving the house I'm at the campus. It takes an hour to walk the distance. I can't wait until the weather improves and I'm no longer dependant on this shitty transit system.
07:04 - On my first machine. What the hell is an AMT? It looks like a fancy eliptical. Oh well, who cares? I'm on it and I'm working.
07:36 - My legs hate me. Time to get on the rowing maching for a two thousand metre sprint. I need to do it in under ten minutes. That's the goal.
07:46 - Six seconds over ten minutes. Not bad, actually. Time to hit the shower.
08:12 - At the bust stop waiting to go to work. If the traffic isn't bad, I should get there in plenty of time.
08:36 - At work. Sweet. TIme for breakfast.
Currently - Writing today's blog post. I have a lot I want to say about a lot of things, but they're all jumbled in my head in a tangle of rage and incredulity. So I'm writing something inane, because I did a thing that ultimately doesn't matter all that much, but is still new to me. I'm even finished the post earlier than usual. I wonder if the new schedule has anything to do with that.
Later - Must write. I have three stories on the go, and they're not going to write themselves.