So I didn't know it this morning but there've been signs all day long that today was adding up to a double plus ungood day. This is a short chronicle of these events.

ungood: 7:15 am I miss the 111 bus. I am on one side of the street it's on the other. I miss the second 111 to come by because the bus is too full and I can't get on. I stand outside in the snow.

blah: I teach six classes more or less back to back 1-6 period with a break for lunch. Not bad. Not great. I do it every week.

ungood: I stay late. I stay late to finish writing my final. I must re-reading part of the novel 1984 and find myself thinking there's something strangely positive about a language (NewSpeak) that makes negative words up using "un" "plus" and "double" to express greater forms of bad.

plus ungood: I realize it's 5 minutes to 9 and I am still at work. Then I remember that my clock is five minutes slow. Great.

double plus ungood: I turn off my computer, pack up my bag, lock my office, go downstairs and find myself locked in my building. Yes, locked <em>in</em> the building.

um: really?! I call a friend who lives on campus. I am locked in. She finds a guard and rescues me. double-thank-you!

ungood: I've lost an extra fifteen minutes of my life. And I'll never get those back.

Leaving campus I realize it's been an ungood day. But that at least the snow which is falling at night is beautiful.

Oh, then before I know it, it's a double plus ungood day. I fall in the snow/on the ice/some uneven pavement. I hurt both knees and my pride (well, not that much--it's not like anyone is around at 9:20 at night).

ungood: when I realize that I am categorizing my day according to a language that only lives within the pages of 1984.

Luckily I can go to bed soon and end my double plus ungood day.