The thing about being Day Crew is that you spend a shit load of time at home. There are positives to this: when people ask “Are you home?”, the answer is always, “Yes.” UPS. FedEx. I’m there to sign for the whole neighborhood.
BUT being home all the time can be a real drag too and I often have to find reasons to leave the house. It’s eerily similar to those years in college when I was sorta just living there and had stopped going to class altogether — it’s not unusual to make store runs for Nerds Rope.
If by chance I do have to work it’s usually hard to get stuff done in my apartment where there’s a pervasive culture of napping, so to get the blood flowing, I throw sick solo dance parties in my living room and play a mix by Adam Freeland. His shit bumps like the Glass House in ’98.