Blogging with Guy – Thursday, January 29, 2015
I woke up at 7:03 a.m. I read Look at This F*cking Hipster. I weighed one hundred seventy-three point five pounds in the bathroom. Downstairs, I read the Chicago Tribune on my white iPad. I heated oatmeal. I texted Dad (Richard Russell Conners, Junior). I emailed him. The Dodge Grand Caravan number three eight one seven came at eight twenty-three. In the midmorning on the minivan, I texted Mom (Sandra Conners) and Dad (Rick Conners, Junior). I arrived at The Arts of Life, Inc. to see everybody at nine fifty-six and went to the café. In the late morning, we did our artwork in the studio. I emailed Mom. We did our artwork again. Lauren Celine Sparrow talked to us. She, Pablo, Joshua Albert Wykes, Kelly, Mike Marino, David Ray Krueger, Alex Scott, Tony Perez, and I did yoga. Noel Christine Morical and Christina Marie Faye Zion talked to us. I went back to café at eleven thirty-one. Andrew Paul Jensen talked to me. In the afternoon, I took some pictures of my artwork. I texted Emily Anne Lyons and Cara Zeller, in the wellness room at twelve nineteen p.m. I went back to the café again at twelve nine. Catherine N. Norcott, Pablo Alonzo, Steve Harhaj, Kristopher K. Schenkel, Kelly Stone, and Michael Marino talked to us. I worked on jobs. I worked on watercolors. I washed the paintbrushes in the restroom. I went back to the café some more at one forty-five. On the Pace ADA Paratransit Service number three seven three three during the ride, I texted Anthony Philip Zeller and Mom (Sandra Lynn Yasutake Conners). I took a nap by myself. I arrived at the Boyd’s house at two fifty-nine and went back home. In the midafternoon and upstairs, I emailed Kevin Michael Murray in Cara’s room. In the late afternoon, I washed the knife and the small cutting board by myself. I texted Mom in the living room at four thirty-four. I read Fishes and a newspaper by myself. We ran to the Chicago High School for Agricultural Sciences to the Mount Greenwood. I finished four point six two miles. My running time of forty-six minutes and three deceseconds. I went with everybody to the gym. I played basketball and scored two points. Lisa Marie Mulcrone and Lisa Marie Wisniewski talked to us. I practiced with my team. I scored three points. We went to the swimming pool. I swam the butterfly stroke and the freestyle. In our magnetic gray metallic Toyota Prius C, I danced in Evergreen Park. I went back home again back in Chicago. I texted Ann Martha Zeller and Sarah Koga Cooper. Mom, Dad and I talked on Face Time with Aiyla Miyuki Zeller, Cara Miwa Zeller, Tony Zeller, and Charles in the family room. In late-night, I wen to sleep by myself in my room.