Tuesday, January 18, 2011.
As is the case in any other Tuesday, my cellphone alarm clock abruptly wakes me up at 8:40 a.m. Surprisingly, I am one of those university students who actually doesn’t hit the snooze button. Instead, like ripping off a band-aid — if you can pardon the cliché — I just get up and run to the shower. Run, as opposed to walking like a normal person, because one of the many things my home seems to be lacking is insulation which makes it feel more like being outside than in.
By 9:00 I’m in the kitchen making tea and trying to figure out what to have for breakfast, if anything. The sound of the CBC news network fills my tiny apartment and I listen to “today’s top stories”. After deciding on just having a banana for breakfast, turn my television off and head into my room to get ready for the day. I quickly realized that I hadn’t gotten around to listening to the latest This American Life podcast and turned it on. Being a podcast junkie of sorts, they have become the soundtracks to most of my mornings.
I quickly check my email before catching the 9:40 bus to the CBC for my TV class. There, I log into facebook to get the link to a Communications NB media release so I can print it off and refer to it during the morning’s story meeting. Unfortunately not only was the story I intended to do with my partner taken, but so was our backup. Right away the computer became my best friend. At one point I had about 8 tabs opened at once all from various sites, including www.cbc.ca, http://www.dailygleaner.canadaeast.com, as well as the Fredericton kijiji page.
After class and a lunch date with a sizable chunk of my TV class, I walked home listening to the last half of Sunday’s This American Life episode. Like most of them, this one is pretty interesting. It’s called “Kid Politics” and explores situations in which kids of different ages are given some form of political power, mock and real. The fascinating thing is they seem to make better political decisions than adults.
I don’t have class again until 5:30, so to fill the time my laptop and I make ourselves comfy in bed because it is undoubtedly the warmest place to be. when my homepage (www.msn.ca) opens I see a link to the lastest msnbc video featuring Sarah Palin defending her ‘Blood Libel’ comment. She states “they’re not going to shut me up” but after making it pretty clear she had no idea what the historical reference of the term was, I feel that she should let “them” shut her up.
I check and answer a handful of emails while simultaneously talking to a few friends from home on facebook chat. I check http://www.theglobeandmail.com as well as the website for my home paper, The Telegram, http://www.thetelegram.com. I then turn to the best boredom-busting tool I know of: StumbleUpon. It takes me to a bunch of interesting sites, however the best was arguably the five scientific ways a zombie apocalypse could actually happen posted on cracked.com. (http://www.cracked.com/article_15643_5-scientific-reasons-zombie-apocalypse-could-actually-happen.html ).
I manage to make myself get out of my cocoon of blankets to make some supper before class. Again, the sounds of the CBC news network fill my apartment. This time I only listen half-heartedly — I feel as though my mother would be a little ticked off if I called her just so she could listen to me listening to the news.
After my class, I walk home listening to another podcast on my iPod, this time its a Stuff You Should Know podcast entitled “How Ghost Prisons Work”. Definitely and eye-opener — I mean, sure the CIA is shady but I’m pretty sure the idea of ghost prisons goes against a lot of what the United States claims to stand for.
Once the podcast is over, I bundle myself up yet again and read some more of The Imperfectionists by Tom Rachman. So far, its phenomenal and it keeps me away from my facebook habit. After a while I turn on my laptop again to begin to write this entry, while I listen to 97.9 CHSR fm and talk to my best friend back home in Newofundland.
Throughout the day I have surprisingly only sent 17 text messages. I made two phone calls — one to my mother and one to a possible interviewee, and I visited more websites than I care to keep track of. I feel this day was a lot less digital than most.