The Saturday of Exertion

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Date: 10 April 2004 05:28:46

Schedule:

8:40 - wake up because forgot to unset alarm clock. Decide it is not worth going back to sleep. Mooch around the house for a while thinking about breakfast options.
9:05 - breakfast of soy and linseed toast with apricot jam. Oh and hot chocolate. Read the paper. The paper is a bit confusing today because they put out the Saturday edition (with the thousands of lift outs) yesterday so today's paper is a bit like a Friday paper but with some extra bits.
10:00 - read book called "It Must've Been Something I Ate" by Jeffrey Steingarten - a collection of essays on food. Start in the chapter on caviar and continue through blood sausages, pizza, bread, espresso, turducken*, Thai food, lobsters and coq au vin.
10:45 - decide to look at the pile of stuff that Adelaide TAFE sent me regarding the management course I am doing by correspondence. Read a couple of chapters on Best Practice. Still unsure what that actually is.
11:30 - my father arrives home with the groceries. Take three trips from the car to the kitchen bringing in stuff.
11:45 - my father departs to pick up my grandmother who is coming here for lunch. I request a courtesy call when he is leaving her house so I can have my brother out of bed and dressed by the time she arrives. My brother arrived home at 5 this morning from a 24 Marathon (ie. they taped all the episodes of 24 then watched then over a 24 hour period - he didn't stay for the whole thing) and may prove difficult to rouse.
12:15 - the father calls signalling that it is time to wake the brother. I do this with the aid of the drum kit conveniently located next to his bed. A stirring rendition of the kitchenware department at Grace Bros has the desired effect. I particularly like his new cymbal from China - it has quite a distinct sound and seems to be louder than all the other cymbals put together.
12:45 - the father and grandmother arrive. We discuss chairs and my brother's wild night. I tire of small talk and retire to the kitchen where I slice tomatoes using my tomato and cheese knife (Victorinox). I love that knife. It is my third favourite after my chef's knife and bread knife (both Mundial).
1:15 - the mother arrives home bearing "choc cross buns" (mentioned below). Some discussion on the merits and downfalls to said buns ensues. I return to the kitchen and chop some green stuff.
1:24 - lunch is ready (don't worry, it wasn't just tomato and green stuff). I am reminded that my family is not terribly good at meal time conversation.
1:45 - lunch is over. I return to my room for some solace. Small talk is exhausting.
3:00 (projected) - I leave the house to eat gelato with a friend.
6:30 (projected) - I watch 7th Heaven
7:30 (projected) - I watch Gilmore girls
8:30 (projected) - I return to my room and either fool around on the internet or learn a bit more about Best Practice.

*Turducken is apparently an American delicacy (from the south) involving a turkey stuffed with a duck stuffed with a chicken. It sounds like an awful lot of trouble to construct frankly. And I don't know if I have a problem with eating three different birds (plus the variety of animals used in the stuffing layers) all at once. I can handle the addition of bacon to most other meats but other than that I prefer to at least have them in separate dishes. But that's just me.