| SUN | MON | TUE | WED | THU | FRI | SAT |
| MORNING sleep in | MORNING sunrises | MORNING suicides | MORNING sunrises | MORNING suicides | MORNING sunrises | MORNING Fleetwood Speed |
| PLAY WCR Rioters | WORK Office | WORK Office | WORK Office | WORK Office | WORK Office | HOBBY Review & Plan |
| HOBBY | WORK Office | WORK Office | WORK Office | WORK Office | WORK Office | HOBBY |
| HOBBY | WORK Office | WORK Office | WORK Office | WORK Office | WORK Office | HOBBY |
| PASTIME Choppers | PLAY MOD Skate | PLAY USA Speed | PLAY WCR Circuit | PLAY USA Speed | PASTIME | PASTIME |
| EVENING stretches | EVENING stretches | EVENING stretches | EVENING stretches | EVENING stretches | EVENING stretches | EVENING stretches |
Plus ça change!
So the thing about the opera with the bagels is, it's the drama that gets you. Where "opera" is, like, über-drama. In basic storytelling terms, just thinking dare I eat a bagel opens the door to a question: is the bagel going to be eaten or not eaten? Which is rarely resolved until the bagel is eaten, since the possibility of the bagel being eaten remains open as long as the bagel is uneaten. Whereas as soon as the bagel is eaten, the story ends. This is hugely what you're struggling against when you're trying not to eat that bagel, your hardwired sense of narrative.
And actually belatedly I realize that this was going on when pit crew broached the idea to me of jumping out of a plane, and I instantly shrieked STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP. But it was too late, the door had already been opened; and though I am really, really, really terrified of falling, I found myself in a Cessna 182 pretty much willing to die before I was going to act afraid in front of his skydiving friends and appreciating the irony of that I might actually die because I wasn't going to act afraid.
Before I forget: the thing you're supposed to do about the bagel is, just decide that you're not going to eat the bagel. You know, the way some people can just decide that they're not going to jump out of a plane.
I am, perhaps, just weak-minded.
But I'm a writer, I'm supposed to have a strong sense of narrative!
But anyway, I'm supposed to be talking about how skate practices are going & how it's going is, I've been fretting for a few months about adding a fifth practice & the only way that was going to end was, well, you know—
