7:30am - Wake up. "Why is there so much light in my room?" Roll over. Roll over.
8:00am - Wake up again. Try to remember a fleeting dream. Someone in the Mission is singing. Read NYT top stories on my phone.
8:15am - Valiantly attempt to dress like an adult.
8:20am - Forget everything I just read. Eat breakfast using one of the 4 varieties of milk in our fridge.
9:00am - Roll up my pant leg after biking to work (its the right one, otherwise known as the hip one). Start doing small-businessy-VP stuff.
10:00am - Play with co-worker's dog.
10:10am - Still playing with co-worker's dog.
11:00am - Solving problems...
12:00pm - "I can't wait to eat lunch. I wonder if I have time to go to Dolores Park?"
1:00pm - Forgot to eat lunch, run to the street food park for a pan-Irish-African salad.
2:00pm - Play with co-worker's dog.
3:20pm - Someone finds a funny youtube video, everyone crowds.
3:23pm - "Back to work, slackers."
4:00pm - Solving problems...
5:30pm - Pledge not to eat a burrito tonight. Think up an elaborate Israeli meal to cook.
6:30pm - Off to jostle at the playground-gym.
8:00pm - Eat a burrito.
8:30pm thru midnight - Play on my new mandolin, go dancing, internet, books, think about planes, think about friends, think about my bands, play a show, and hey, are we not having a great time?