Your perfect day

If you could plan out your perfect day, what would you do?

Try to make your plans something you could conceivably do in any given day. And then, someday, have your day!

To me the best days are unplanned and unexpected, but I had fun planning mine out once and trying it. It didn't quite work out, but it was still pretty awesome.

Mine involved having a girlfriend at the time, but it was something cheesy like this:

-Have a refrigerator stocked full of ice-cold glass bottles of coke and dr. pepper, and alternate drinking each kind throughout the day.
-Read A Journey in the Dark and The Bridge of Khazad-dum chapters in Fellowship of the Ring.
-Eat lunch at my favorite mexican place and get a gigantic california burrito.
-Play hockey with my old best friend whom I never see anymore.
-Get sushi for dinner with my best friend/sushi eating buddy. *Make sure to get plenty of sake.
-Return home with girlfriend and plenty of the finest beer I can get my hands on.
-Drink beer and watch The Big Lebowski.
-Boy/girl activities, followed by lots of cuddling.
-Sleeeeeeep.

It's pretty simple, and it's kind of sad that most of the day is planned around eating and drinking. But it would be nice

the one where the pirate stays...

I just want to spend a day in Japan.

well today's been pretty good so far. i woke up next to someone i kinda like a lot, and smoked, and he bought me lunch, and i took him home, and then i got my mail and my vogue came and a card came from my mom and it was really cute (something with penguins and it said 'you soar where others merely waddle') and later i'm going to a bar with the guy i like.

that was the longest run on sentence i've ever written. sorry. i'm having a good day.

WInning the loto and spending it all on stuff, and people

herbs, a bottle of wine, a kayak to one of the San Juan Islands with the possibilitie of a cool ass girl randomly doing the same, and ending up on the same Island as me.

i have my perfect day on a pretty regular basis in the summer:

sleep late
bathing suit and jeans and a pretty kerchief
sunshine drive with windows open and radio blasting
run through the dunes and chase the butterflies
swim and surf and lounge until the sun goes down
fast food and laughter in orange sodium light summer night parking lot heat
cool shower and many fans and gentle sleep.

work 5 days, then repeat.

p.s. edited to add that a truly perfect day would include plenty of ice cold diet coke

[Edited on Feb 21, 2005 by reina]

it's 80 degrees outside...low humidity. water temp is about 72...there's a slight but steady off-shore breeze. waist high peelers are coming in sets....breaking left and going on forever. I wake up at dawn. flick on the coffee maker...fill a flask of dark roast...grab the longboard, hop on the bike and shoot over to Ventnor Pier. Lay out on the warm sand....do some stretches...watching the break. I pick my spot...grab the board...and take off for the water. The dark roast, coupled with the shick of the cool water has me awake now. paddle out...up and over...I can taste the salt on my lips...feel the sun on my shoulders. There a wave coming...but not this one...let it go. That one...right there...that one's mine. I turn and paddle....dig it...catch it...I'm gliding on air...jump to my feet...slide down the face...bottom turn left. Cross-step to the nose...hang a soul-arch...trim it off...here comes the barrel...I'm inside...no sound but rushing water...I stretch out my arm and touch heaven...to make sure it is real...cross-step to pick up some speed, I'm out now...cannon-ball dismount...yelling like a little kid...and it's like this all fucking day.

That's my idea of perfect.

Nice.. hearing surfers talk about surfing, it sounds like there's nothing they'd ever rather be doing. Being in San Diego and all, maybe I should try that some day

I would sit around all day, and then go shopping for useless things with money that was not my own, then I would go home, eat lots of breakfast food from McDonalds in the middle of the day, have some sex, party till 5, go to bed.

sunny morning in early summer. pack the car with ice chest of beer, wine, bread, and cheese, pack boom box and lots of sunscreen and towels. drive with friends up to super secret swimming hole near yosemite, stopping at fruit stands along the way to get fresh yummies. day of laying around, jumping off of rocks into the water, listening to good tunes, enjoying good company. drive home after sunset, stopping for ice cream cones and dinner (in that order), mellow, comfy silence on the way home. bodies still warm from the sun, we drink more beer on the porch, eventually heading to bed for naked snuggle time (and more)




this is a summer ritual. two or three times a year. never had a bad time doing this.

minimalism's feb 20th journal entry was a blast...

a perfect day was pretty much every sunny day last summer when my parents werent home. this trend started at the end of senior year, when my friends and i would skip skool to spend the day drinkin' at my house, with the pool, and hot tub equipped the cd player on the wraparound deck. it was glorious i miss my old house.....so many good times

lets see perfect day

I would have to be in seaside, OR with a boogie board and my best friend munkeey. We would board till there was nomore good waves then come in and go to the big kahuna pizza shop/pub. Then kick it at the turn around and watch cars go around and count how many of the same cars drive by. Go back out for more boarding till sunset. come back in for a burger and a beer. After an hour or soo head back out for a little night boarding and then head back home for a couple more beers.

This is a spring/summer ritual my friend munkeey and i have. Last time we went we had a hell of a time we had a pet gimped seagull and ran into a religus cult try to convert us by useing the power of a hot chick haha good times

ohh and this thread made me think of this song and i cant help but post it

if i lived in a perfect world
i would spend my days lying in the sun
the party never ends in a perfect world
if your life has hit the skids
wave goodbye to the wife & kids
i'm ready to move into a perfect world
nacho cheese and anarchy
boy that sure sounds good to me
every kind of drug is free
in the new america
shoot your pistol in the air
celebrate a brand new year
living leisurely in a perfect world
everybody's drinking hams
good by all you straight edge bands
sit around and get a tan
in the new america
when i turn on my t.v.
nothing but pornography
no more rated "g" in a perfect world
strung out hookers everywhere
have a picnic feed the bears
now nobody even cares
in the new america
nothing in this worlds for free
cause everything belongs to me
no more green fees in a perfect world

every time i go to see a band i love in concert, it is a perfect day for me.

Wake up
Don't get dressed.
Smoke a joint and watch a whole series of farscape, only leaving bed to get cups of tea and go toilet
Fall asleep.

oh, wait. that was yesterday!

1)Get my grub on, but don't "pig out".
2)Get call from girl i'd like to dig out.
3)Find out where we're playing basketball, fuck around, get triple double.
4)Procede to Short Dog's crib. Watch MTV Raps.
5)Get the haps on the craps.
7) Seven-eleven, seven-eleven.
Seven even back do' Lil' Joe.
8)Play Bones, yell domino.
9)Meet girl. Ironically bring booze, while she brings the chronic.
10)Put ass to sleep.
11)Drive home.
12)Do NOT, under any circumstances use AK.

Dude, that was great. It would also be great if no one you knew got killed in South Central LA.

He said that it had to be realistic.

First I'd start my day with a twenty minute dump...then I would have pie for breakfast and spend the rest of the day with friends...those are the best...and then I'd watch a movie.

but the important thing is the twenty minute dump...nothing like a good solid bowel movement to make your day better.

[Edited on Feb 22, 2005 by alpha_hazard]

Sucha perfect day. Feed animals in the zoo. Then, maybe, a movie too and then home.

My perfect day involves going somewhere where noone knows me. Where I don't know anyone. where there are no demands put on my time and I can just clear my head and try to get some peace of mind.

So maybe going to some small mountain town, finding a trail that leads up to an old railroad bridge and just sitting there, feeling the sun and smoking cigarettes, and listening to the sounds of nothing. That sounds like a damn fine day to me.

Yeah, but what about the other 23.75 hours of the day?