I'm not in the UK, but I can participate in history anyway...

[brigdh]

onedayinhistory:

1200: Eat bowl of rice pilaf (shut up, I can have dinner after midnight if I want to), read few chapters of The Three Musketeers.
1230: Download and listen to new music, rearrange current playlist, read articles for class in the afternoon. Whooo, multitasking!
130: Consider making post to LJ whining that I have twice as many comments on my music post as on my new story; restrain myself.
200: Go to bed.
930: Wake up, look at clock, decide it isn't yet worth it.
1030: Wake up, look at clock, decide it isn't yet worth it.
1130: Wake up, get out of bed, read email and LJ, respond to comments.
1200: Eat a yougurt, finish reading articles for class.
1230: Check LJ, email. Get bored and check school email; discover obligation to attend party tonight. Get dressed.
100: Read other article, cook and eat hardboiled egg. Briefly see roommate while passing through kitchen.
115: Connect ipod to computer, load on the music approved of the night before. Spend desperate five minutes trying to look up research of guest of honor at party.
130: Try to leave for school, realize that boots are still broken and it's heavily raining; reapply ducttape. Umbrella blows inside out several times on walk to NYU.
200: Near Eastern and Egypt Prehistory class. Inform other arch grad student of obligatory party tonight, tease him for not getting an invitation and therefore clearly only wanted as a butler, zone out as lecture approaches three straight hours of "And here's a scan of the flakes from the next layer of the site. Notice how these have a slightly greater percentage of blades!"
445: NE & E class runs late; run to get needed coffee, yet still late for next class and rained on.
505: Make totally not stealthy entrance into Contemporary Archaeological Theory, today featuring random guest lecturer who has nothing to do with topic yet is a friend of the professor and is in town for a few days.
700: Advisor: "Come help me set up food for the party."
705-720: Tail advisor to office, down stairs, back up stairs when she forgets something, down stairs, back up stairs for umbrella, down stairs, back up stairs for phone call, down stairs, back up stairs for something else, down stairs. Say hello and goodbye to fellow arch grad student, who is sitting in the office, approximately five million times.
730: Tall bodyguard-type guy: "Sorry, you can't go through here, they're filming a movie."
Advisor (tiny old lady whose head barely comes up to my shoulder and whose hair is mostly grey): "I live right there!"
Tall bodyguard-type guy: "Maybe if you wait ten or twenty minutes, you can go through."
Advisor: "No."
Tall bodyguard-type guy: "Excuse me?"
Advisor: *pushes past him, flees*
Me: ...*follows*
Advisor: And I didn't want to have to show you my nasty side.
740: Discover movie is remake of Omega Man with Will Smith. Must be same movie as in my distressing biohazard adventure.
750: Party. Mmmm, Indian food. Valiantly pretend to guy from Pakistan who the party is for that I am familiar with his research.
945: Leave party, adopt person going same way. Confused by people who manage to get lost in the grid system; I mean, if you can count, you should be able to handle it
1005: Get home, check mail. Someone named Sarah (probably whoever used to live here) gets three times as much mail as anyone currently living here; today she has two pieces of spam and a Pottery Barn catalog. I throw away the junk and take the catalog to apartment.
1010: Check email, LJ. Check times and locations for various activities tomorrow.
1100: Watch The Daily Show
1130: Watch Colbert Report

MAN, YOU GUYS, MY LIFE IS SO EXCITING.

Comments

[parallactic.livejournal.com]

I manage to get lost in a grid system by confusing left and right, and N/S E/W. I can get on the right area or street, but I can't always go in the right direction.

I confuse my left and right side a lot.

Anyway, you might end up being an extra in the "Omega Man" twice. I think that's exciting. :) (My life is more boring than yours.)

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

Ah, that could be it. I've had a habit of always keeping track of N/S/E/W for years, so by now, as long as I have a few landmarks to measure by, I always know which way I'm facing. I forget why I started doing, but when I was on a dig last summer, we were constantly measuring the direction of things; multiple times an hour, usually. Except I lost my compass on the second day, and had to start doing it by using the direction of the sun. After managing to figure that out, I hardly need to think about it anymore.

Hee. I don't think they were actually filming either time, but it would be neat. I've always wanted to be in a zombie movie.

[parallactic.livejournal.com]

That sounds neat. So what do you do on cloudy days?

With the way you seem to keep running into filming areas, you might end up getting onto the movie. (Unless they totally close off the set.) The movie being about zombies makes it even better.

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

Hee. I learned it in the desert of Nevada, so there weren't really any cloudy days. Now I'll just angle off a building I recognize instead- there's the Empire State Building, so that way's North- though even having walked through an area once or twice while knowing North means I'll probably remember the directions whenever I'm there again, no matter what the current weather conditions are.

It would be neat. Even if I'm not in it, I want to see it now to try and recognize the scenes I saw filmed. One on Broadway on a cloudy afternoon and one in Washington Square on a rainy night- shouldn't be too hard to recognize!

[shes-unreal.livejournal.com]

I love Omega Man! I love Will Smith!

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

Well, you will love this new movie then!

[p-zeitgeist.livejournal.com]

I sympathize with the urge to whine over the comment count. But don't forget that you've artificially deflated the story comment count by (i) writing in a small fandom and (ii) eliminating three people who you know think extremely highly of the story, but are barred from direct comment because they beta'd.

I've always wondered how anybody could maintain their focus in those slide classes. I had a one-hour art history class like that once, and not even the combination of an excellent lecturer and subject matter I cared about kept me from feeling like gnawing off a limb to escape by about the 35th minute.

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

True, alas. I have hopes of someday falling in love with a fandom of Harry Potter, or even Supernatural, size. Popular stories get comments in the hundreds, and even the ones that are clearly terrible just from the summaries manage between 5 and 10. Can you imagine?

I don't mind so much if there's some variation in the slides, but dozens of sketches of stone tools and photos of empty plains where, seriously, you can't see it because this was a bad shot, but there's a site right over there, do not lead to me paying attention to anything but whatever the current doodle in the margins of my notes is.