Her Cocktail – by Loan Le

Everyone in the office jokes that Dylan and I are the least quarrelsome choices for HB/HC, and I’m afraid my piece will prove how right that statement is. Even though we tried, we couldn’t find something that we could disagree on. That’s why we decided on describing our ideal days. So, unless Dylan tries to make fun of my choices – I highly doubt he will, because I can fire him – expect a relatively low-key piece from me.

Like Dylan, I want to feel free. As students, we are always operating on our professors’ schedules, and we forget that time is supposed to be in our hands. I’d take back my time and use it for activities that I’ve missed out on.

I’d wake up early, at maybe 7 or 8 a.m., and not feel the least bit tired. Then I’d make myself breakfast. Crispy bacon. Sriracha eggs. Salt and peppered hash browns. If only calories didn’t exist.

Maybe if I wanted to stretch, I’d work out. I don’t mean the crazed, work-out-until-I-die exercise that I often see at the gym. (It also makes me feel inferior if I choose to use equipment within three feet of these people). I mean the type of exercise that you do out of the pleasure of the movements. Does that exist anymore? Well, who am I kidding? I just exercise anyways because I like to eat. It’d be nice to exercise and not feel like I’d lose a lung, though.

After a shower, I’d read “Tenth of December” by George Saunders, which is collecting dust on my bookshelf. That’s no way to treat a short story collection. I originally bought it as a winter read, but time has slipped by and I never got a chance to venture into Saunders’ world.

Later, I’d sit in Las Vetas and drink chai latte. The warmth of it always makes me hope the day will never end. You know what I like about Las Vetas? People don’t care. They don’t care what you’re wearing, where you just came from, or what you order. Sitting amidst the eclectic mix of music chosen by the baristas, surrounded by soft mingling of customers, delighted by the lounge’s colorful atmosphere, I’d be at peace.

I’d then end my night with a Food Network-inspired dinner. It’s funny that the highlights of my ideal day have to do with eating or drinking. But, ‘tis my desire.

His Beer – by Dylan Dembin

Not to stereotype, but it’s probably easy to guess what the ideal day would be for the majority of Fairfield students.  Get up late, maybe fake work at the top floor of the library for a while, lunch with the boys, prep for the night, and then go out. Right?

The only part of this day that I would do is get up late.  My ideal day would be different from those of most people who grace this campus with their party rocking.  This is not to say I don’t like a night of shenanigans with my friends, but not every night.

I hate to break it to you, but there are a lot of things I would not include in my ideal day that you would in yours.  For me, it’s not about the typical college day or night, it’s about doing what I actually like to do.

My ideal day would be something like the following.  To preface this day, it is safe to assume that there are no classes or “schoolwork” to do because how important is that stuff?  I think 11 is early enough to get up because, honestly, what happens before 11 anyway? Plus, the regular food only comes out in Barone Main Dining Room at 11.  So now I’m full of food, what next?

Well, being that this is my ideal day, you know it’s going to be a sunny 65 degrees out with just a slight bit of wind.  Now it’s time for a bike ride.  They put a gym on campus for a good reason, to be used when the sun is NOT out.  When the sun is gracing us with its presence, you will find me on two wheels, pedaling around campus or somewhere in the Fairfield area with my headphones on.

Believe it or not, I’m a sanitary guy, so after riding around on my bike (for at least two or three hours), I’ll take a shower.  Once I’m all clean and looking incredible, I think it’s time to eat again.  I like to think I’m pretty good at stir frying so I guess that’s on the menu.

What to do for the night? I’ll figure it out when I get there.  If some friends are going out or going to an event, I’ll join them.  If I stay in and rent a movie, then that’s fine too.  If I decide to go into town and gallivant there, then that’s all good.

The point is, I have the choice, and free time is the best time, so you don’t need to make sure you know the number of a townhouse to get into.  The best part of what would be an ideal day for me, is to just have this freedom.  No commitments, all sunshine and to just do whatever and not care about any plans you have.

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