7.00 am Turn off alarm. Squash Marcel (cat).
7.18 am Get up. Shower. Realise I have left makeup case at Mum and Dad's. Internal swearing. There could be photos today. Find back-up mascara. It's not as good. Accidentally smoodge some on my eyelid. Smear it across my face in an attempt to remove it. Start again. Find the back-up to the back-up mascara. It's much better.
8.06 am. Wait out the front for Richard to pick me up. The couch, the lawn, the letterbox, all covered in icicles. Take an instagram photo so everyone knows that my couch is frozen. It looks mouldy. (It might also be mouldy.)
8.17 am. Richard arrives. Car is covered in ice.
8.20 am. Richard and I bitch about the ice on the car, the traffic, the way some people's dogs smell really bad and people who shop at Chadstone.
9.45 am. Richard drops (dumps) me at the baths on Victoria St, with a vague 'tram's just next block over, cool?' Tram is approx 9 blocks over.
10.01 am. Arrive at Brunswick st. Tramtracker says that tram is 29 minutes away. I turn to walk down Brunswick st (to achieve what, I don't know). Tram arrives instantly (magic?).
10.12 am. Get off at Nicholson st. Dicover that it is a 1.5 kilometre walk to Abbotsford Convent. Sigh.
10.18 am. Still walking. I guess it's only been 6 minutes.
10.26 am. Arrive. Quite sweaty.
10.35 am. Have a traumatic experience at the coffee shop. Note to self – it is rude to give them your dirty, half-full coffee cup. Was charged $10 for 2 coffees. Cross.
10.45 am. Sit down. Eat biscuits. Discover that I accidentally paid for Simon's coffee too. Less cross. Chat with Carmel Seymour about our day's activities.
11.00 am. Photo shoot with Jon – glad I had the back-up back-up mascara. Try to look 'officey'. Fail.
11.10 am. Eat some more biscuits. Cut up stuff:
12.20 pm. Lunch. Go back to coffee shop to redeem myself. They don't recognise me from earlier (phew). Discuss the value of Krista McCrea's work in depth with Carmel.
1.30ish pm. Pass other boss on way back from lunch – he huffs at us. It's ok. It was a long lunch.
1.45 pm. Cut up more stuff. Talk about weddings. Carmel is getting married soon. I offer worldly (useless) advice. Do awkward drawings:
2.20 pm. Need another break. Go and get coffee – too scared to take my dirty cup back to the café. Rinse out cup, go to different café.
2.30 pm. Do more awkward drawings. Cut up more stuff.
5.07 pm. COPYSHOP closed seven minutes ago. In an effort to make it seem like I'm leaving, I stand at my desk instead of sitting, while assembling more stuff:
5.15 pm. Clear desk. Leave framed picture of me and Marcel behind for tomorrow's Copyshoppers: