Sunday Morning Soliloquy - Musings of an Urbanite: Friday, otherwise known as Day 2 of Unemployment

Friday, October 3, 2008

Friday, otherwise known as Day 2 of Unemployment

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Last night was the highly anticipated Vice Presidential debate. My brother, his girlfriend, and I all went to my father's to watch the debate and have dinner. I indulged a little too heavily, opened several bottles of wine between the four of us, and by the time the debate was over, I was (as they say) lit. I woke up this morning, had trouble getting out of bed, drank a bottle of Gatorade and managed to start the day.

  • 7:00 a.m. Woke up and turned on Howard Stern

  • 8:00 a.m. Went over to the computer and tried to log back on to the State of Illinois website, realized I had not filed my '07 state taxes

  • 8:30 a.m. Phoned the State of Illinois and they confirmed that I had not filed and that I had until 10/15 to file my return. Because I could obtain a pin, I was instructed to mail in my taxes vs. filing online

  • 9:12 a.m. RCN came out and removed my VoIp modem and replced it with a normal modem

  • 9:30 a.m. Phoned Bob and agreed to meet at Bongo Room at 10:30

  • 10:53 a.m. I finally arrived at Bongo Room, my parking meter was broken and I had trouble crossing the street because of the traffic on Milwaukee

  • 12:45 p.m. Walked up/down Milwaukee with Bob, ran into his friend Katie who is an actress in his latest project

  • 1:12 p.m. Headed home, while driving down North Avenue, decided that a stop at Whole Foods was necessary. Picked up some groceries

  • 2:25 p.m. Came home, picked up my computer and headed out to get some work accomplished at a coffee shop

  • 2:30 p.m. Ran into Ben on Rush Street and was invited to join him for a cup of coffee with some of his friends abandoning my previous plan to get some work done

  • 2:30 to 5:00 p.m. Ordered a glass of Cosentino wine Had a very interesting time with Ben's friends. One particular person, we'll call him PP, spoke more loudly, dropped more names and talked about his country club unlike anyone I have ever met. The man bragged about graduating college in 1977, being in rehab with Stevie Nicks, he casually dropped the names of his Chicago socialite (supposed) friends, while some how casually throwing in the term "platinum pussy" followed by "fuck the bride, fist the groom" all in the same breath.

Tonight, I plan to make myself a nice steak, medium rare, and put in the movie Hostel. Another exciting night in the Leyla household.

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