Daily Routine - January 10, 2009
Daily Routines is one of my favorite sites. Nobody seems to have any idea what I do so I thought I'd put mine down.
I get up between 9 and 10 and check my blackberry to see if anything important went down while I was sleeping. If there wasn't an emergency (there usually is), I shower and put on jeans and a white t-shirt. If there was, I could end up spending the next two or three hours on the phone, pacing in my apartment. I don't eat breakfast. I try to get to the office before twelve so there is parking, spending some time with my RSS reader and responding to emails before I leave. I make sure to read Buzzmachine, Transworld Business, Valleywag and my delicious inbox. The Wall St Journal comes every morning which adds nothing to my day but an extra trip to the trash.
At the office, I check in with my assistant to see how to projects he's working on are going. I normally haven't explained them well, so we spend some time fixing it. ______ has probably called me a few times by this point with new directions to take things on or ideas to flesh out. These get split up and delegated. I read at lunch and when I get back to my desk if it's good. The rest of the day is spent talking to reporters, approving ads, phone calls and monitoring the Google and RSS alerts that let me pretend I'm everywhere at all times. I try to leave the office around 7 or 8.
Dinner with the girlfriend. An episode of House. Read for an hour. Run for 35 minutes. Jump rope after if there is time. If I wrote or worked something out in my head while I was running then I transfer it to text quickly before I shower. Emails to people as stuff comes up. Hang out. She goes to bed with dog around 12. I get back up and work until 2 or so. Reading or catching up on whatever I was too busy to get to during the day. I send the emails that I'll get responses to in the morning. Send a To Do list to my assistant while he's asleep to work on while I am asleep. ______ is normally still up, even on the east coast, so we talk again before I wrap up and go to bed.
Posted by ryanholiday at 12:55 PM
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You're deliberately vague about your work and you've mentioned on your blog before that you can't really talk about it.
Are you able to be equally discrete outside of the internet, or are you relatively well-known in Hollywood?
Posted by: Ilan Bouchard at January 10, 2009 01:20 PM
I'm deliberately vague because most people don't like it when you write about them and their projects. I'm not going to disregard that so I can get a little bit more attention. It's also A LOT easier to get things done without explaining why and what you're doing before it happens.
As for the second question, I've been so vague that I don't work primarily in Hollywood anymore and haven't for 6 months or so. (And I was never well-known, I'm 21)
I'll explain it all eventually, now is just not the time.
Posted by: Ryan Holiday at January 10, 2009 02:03 PM
dude you are the fuckin man
Posted by: Anonymous at January 11, 2009 12:41 PM
Don Draper Day-In-The-Life:
http://whatwoulddondraperdo.tumblr.com/post/41553964
1. Wake up on office couch and change into fresh shirt from reserve stash in desk drawer.
2. Light a Lucky, pour a whiskey.
3. Grab lunch with Sterling and match him drink for drink.
4. Tell Peter Campbell no one's going to like him if he keeps being such a sniveling little shit.
5. Pour a round of in-office drinks to celebrate your latest brilliant idea with the boys from creative.
6. Send Peggy home early and head down to the Village to sleep with beatnick mistress.
7. Inform mistress' beatnik friends that their search for meaning is pointless - and they need a shave.
8. Return home and sit down to a nice pot roast with Betts and the kids.
9. Do 100 push-ups on the bedroom floor before bed. Abort and TCB if Betts is giving you that look.
10. Read a classic until Betts falls asleep, then retire to your home office and call her shrink for the lowdown.
No order is set, just your constitution.
Posted by: addam at January 11, 2009 03:27 PM
What is your motivation here?
I seriously cannot understand you at all, why are you working hard on these things and what is the purpose of it?
Posted by: Vincent at January 12, 2009 05:33 AM
Have you read What Would Google Do?
Posted by: Anonymous at January 13, 2009 01:13 PM
It's not out yet right? Jeff didn't send me a copy for some reason.
Posted by: Ryan Holiday at January 13, 2009 01:55 PM
