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Tuesday, May 6, 2003 - 11:20 a.m. Whither the excitement?Since getting a Monday-through-Friday, 9ish-to-sometime-after-6 job, my life has become less exciting. It's not really boring, and I think the overall excitement level is pretty close to what it was when I was working nights and weekends at the paper. Not that it was woo-hoo! over-the-top thrilling then or anything, either. But I think that the day-to-day thrills have gone, replaced by weekends packed with adventures. So I struggle more to come up with things to write about, funny ways to say them, during the week but have much more material to work with on the weekends. I would've loved to have had this diary while in college. Oh, the stories I could tell more clearly than I have. But there has been one intriguing recent development. One day last week, Casey and I returned home to find a car at the bottom of the driveway. A red car with a "For Sale" sign in the window, no license plates (?!) and, now after nearly a week of idleness, two flat rear tires. It's very interesting, this random, sudden vehicle at the bottom of the driveway. Because we share the driveway with the house next door, Casey and I must park one behind the other on the right side, leaving the left side for Cranky Old Man, who leaves one car in his garage and rarely uses it and the other remains in the driveway. Our landlord has decreed that only the first- and second-floor tenants (Casey and I on the second, Jo, the kids and shady smoker boyfriend on the first, but they have no car) may park in the driveway, which can fit three cars in a row on one side. There was always talk that Jo might get a car someday, so I wonder now if this is that car. It will make it a logistical hassle to figure out who parks where so that everyone can get to work in the morning with the least shuffling of vehicles. This car, though, is a bit like The Shed. It just appeared, it's very mysterious, and it talks. Well, OK, maybe not the talking part. But she what I mean about my life not being quite so adventurous? I'm reduced to talking about strange cars in the driveway.
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