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Tuesday, July 27, 2004
I'll warn you that this entry is a bit whiny, but still outlines the absurdity of my life and so you may chance to enjoy it.
So my life lately has been a bit challenging. My new bedroom has no window in it.
TOP FIVE THINGS ABOUT HAVING NO WINDOW
1. Do it yourself Circadian rhythms
2. Significantly reduced risk of skin cancer
3. Indoor baseball games are much less destructive
4. Um, that's about all I can think of
I also learned that my cell phone cannot swim. I dropped it in a cooler full of melted ice (some people would refer to it as water) and it broke. I actually heard it sizzling in my hand and then I got electrocuted. I'm ok, don't worry. And I have a new phone, yay.
Next, my car was towed because I parked it blocking MY OWN garage. So yesterday I went to retrieve it from the tow yard. I realize that tow yards do not need to be the nicest places on earth--if you have a parking lot and a fence, you have a tow yard. But this place was crazy. I went up to the gate and there was a handwritten sign that read "Please ring bell." So I look around for a button or buzzer or something to ring. Turns out what I find to ring is an actual bell. Think Liberty Bell or cow bell. It looked just like that. There was a string tied to the inside ringy thing and that is how I rung the bell. So a woman comes out and leads me to a Silver Stream trailer (circa 1970) that serves as the office. Notice I didn't say modified Silver Stream trailer. There was a bed with sheets and a bedspread on it. And on top of that, a computer, kinda bouncing around. So we sat down at the kitchen table to conduct our business. I noticed that behind her was a spice rack. In the spice rack there were not spices but small liquor bottles half-full. Next to that was a small sign that read, "Psychiatric Help $45/hour". I took this to mean that this trailer also doubles as a psychiatric clinic. Nice touch. So I finally won my car back and I noticed that I was boxed in by other cars. "Just a sec, let me get the forklift!" Best words I heard all day. As she precariously lifted the Ford Focus in front of my car, I felt bad for it until I realized that there was a very good chance that my car had met that forklift sometime during it's stay here....
So I now have in my possession a phone and a car, and a room sans window. Not bad for a day's work.
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