productivity
Jan. 30th, 2004 10:45 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dchenesThis morning I leaped out of bed at what my brain thought was a rather early hour, but my body thought was time to get up. That gave me time to go out this morning and hand in my assistantship application. KSU has done a pretty good job of clearing off the major foot traffic routes, but they haven't cleared the actual sidewalks in the last couple of days, so the sidewalks are covered with something like an inch of that nasty snow/sand/salt mixture you get when the salt can't melt the snow. Anyway, after a couple of minor detours, I found the right building, the right entrance to said building, handed in the application, and came home again, and here I am.
Yesterday I had my first modeling job of the semester (clothed, since they couldn't find any clothed models for that time slot). It was a bit of a challenge, because they started with a series of 30-second poses, and it's hard to think of a next pose that will be interesting in 30 seconds. They did 20 of those, and then 20 two-minute poses, and then 15 30-second ones that involved me going through 15 stages of leaning over to pick something up and then getting up again, and then some longer ones. I think the longest ones worked out at about 10 minutes or so.
After I got done with that, I went off to the grocery store in search of wine. Good thing I remembered, when I was in a position to do something about it, that I didn't own a corkscrew. So I bought a bottle of wine and a corkscrew, and didn't get carded for the first time in my life. Well, not quite, but definitely the first time in my life when trying to buy alcohol in a store instead of in a restaurant. They asked me what my date of birth was and took my word for it.
So I got home with the wine, opened it, threw about half of the bottle in a frying pan with four cracked garlic cloves, rosemary, lemon juice, salt and pepper, and poached some chicken in it. I overcooked the chicken a little, but I more or less expected that. It tasted quite nice anyway, though, and I also made a sort of salad with orzo and spinach and lemon zest in it, and called it dinner. And a very good dinner it was, too.
I should probably go do something academically productive now, just to say that I haven't wasted the entire morning. Yesterday I did a lot, but I can't really say I got a lot done (except laundry, which had gotten to the Utter Screaming Necessity stage).
Yesterday I had my first modeling job of the semester (clothed, since they couldn't find any clothed models for that time slot). It was a bit of a challenge, because they started with a series of 30-second poses, and it's hard to think of a next pose that will be interesting in 30 seconds. They did 20 of those, and then 20 two-minute poses, and then 15 30-second ones that involved me going through 15 stages of leaning over to pick something up and then getting up again, and then some longer ones. I think the longest ones worked out at about 10 minutes or so.
After I got done with that, I went off to the grocery store in search of wine. Good thing I remembered, when I was in a position to do something about it, that I didn't own a corkscrew. So I bought a bottle of wine and a corkscrew, and didn't get carded for the first time in my life. Well, not quite, but definitely the first time in my life when trying to buy alcohol in a store instead of in a restaurant. They asked me what my date of birth was and took my word for it.
So I got home with the wine, opened it, threw about half of the bottle in a frying pan with four cracked garlic cloves, rosemary, lemon juice, salt and pepper, and poached some chicken in it. I overcooked the chicken a little, but I more or less expected that. It tasted quite nice anyway, though, and I also made a sort of salad with orzo and spinach and lemon zest in it, and called it dinner. And a very good dinner it was, too.
I should probably go do something academically productive now, just to say that I haven't wasted the entire morning. Yesterday I did a lot, but I can't really say I got a lot done (except laundry, which had gotten to the Utter Screaming Necessity stage).
