8:35 AM- I've showered and gotten ready for the day. I FaceTime a friend across the world as I prepare my Gordon Ramsey-approved breakfast of oatmeal and a banana. Lee and I plan to meet at 8:50, but we know Green Garage is a one minute walk away. I usually send the expected text: "Can we meet at 8:55 instead?" Lee responds, "Obvi."
10 AM- Lee and I are out of our morning slump by this time, and we suddenly become extremely productive. We're usually working on our computers, sometimes splitting up our work but collaborating more often. Julie, our boss, has just greeted us with her infectious smile. We take time in the morning to look at our Google calendar and prepare for our meetings and commitments in the afternoon. I've attempted to be a nice work partner and make Lee a coffee when I make my own. She always enthusiastically requests a coffee, but has never finished more than a quarter of a cup. I begin questioning why I make her a full cup every time.
12:30 PM- Lee and I take a break for lunch. She has brought some sort of combination of an uncrustable, yogurt, carrots and a granola bar. I have not. I convince her that Thai food will always taste better than her meal, and we order Udon Noodles and Von Sen.
2:30 PM- We usually have a commitment in the afternoon. Most of the time, we'll either head to the production facility to work with Small Batch alumni on their planning for the future or meet with a DFA fellow to work on their resumes and digital projects. Each one of the fellows has a vibrant personality and this adds some excitement to our afternoons.
5 PM- Lee and I leave work and take on the daunting 1 minute walk back home to University Towers.
6:30 PM- Everyone is back from work and has rested for a little. Someone sends "elevators at 6:30?" and we all meet and walk to the gym together. Sahil is focused and checks his weight-his mass-gainer protein shakes are paying off and he's gained another pound. Blake goes to the gym, but never walks with us for some reason. I think he likes getting in his zone and walking to the gym alone.
8 PM- I'm back from the gym and attempt to cook something slightly nutritious. Dennis's extreme love for "chicken, rice and vegetables" has pervaded the atmosphere and I contemplate making the same dish. Blake pressures me to go to a local restaurant with him. He guilts me when I say no and I usually end up going. My only rule: don't eat Thai food twice in one day.
10:30 PM- Everyone is showered and ready to play our game of the night. Earlier in the trip, it was Texas Hold 'Em Poker. I didn't know how to play before the trip, but now I'm addicted to playing online. Now, we play mafia. I always get killed first when Sofia is the assassin- she knows I can read her facial expressions. Divya always "promises" she isn't the assassin, but her word doesn't mean anything. The game is filled with tension, but we all agree that we love it.
1 AM- Goodnight!