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Wednesday, January 08, 2003

The thing I miss the most about last year's co-op compared to this year's co-op is the fact that I don't need to take public transportation anymore (well, not having anthrax next door is a bummer too. [sarcasm]). Public transportation was so fun. It was a chance to observe all forms of people. Corporate business, ghetto ass thugs, the protestors, the tourists, the students, etc etc. It was just the experience of different lifestyles. Now all I have is my car. Not that I'm complaining about my car, just that there's a certain redundancy to driving the same route every day.

Here is my morning drive:
Hear alarm (sometimes)
Turn it off.
Go back to sleep.
Hear second alarm, my phone (usually)
Snooze it.
Three times.
Realize that I'm late for work... AGAIN.
Go brush my teeth.
Wash face
Wet hair.
Get dressed.
Leave.
Fumble with gloves while I get carkeys out of my pocket.
Hit button to make car go "doot doot"
Get in, start car, make sure Howard Stern is on.
Warm up car. I usually stay until the temp gauge needle moves up a little.
40% chance some fucker wants my parking spot and sits there like a vulture.
I won't move until I'm ready.
50% chance that when I don't leave right away, she'll pull up next to me and ask me if I'm leaving.
I nod and purposefully take another minute.
I pull out.
If vulture is present then I will get pissed off cuz they are blocking my view of coming traffic.
Get onto highway.
Drive and listen to Stern.
65% chance I'll hit traffic jams because unfortunately, some stupid people drive slow, and other stupid people drive aggressively, freaking out the slow stupid people and making the aggressive stupid people want to be even more aggressive. So the stupidness just piles on. It's one viscious cycle.
Maybe see a nice car, luckily I haven't stumbled across a car that wanted to race me yet.... not that you can really race at 20 mph in a traffic jam.
Take the offramp to get to work.
High speed that thing like I was a road racer.
Scan my ID to get into my job's parking lot.
Park.
30% chance something funny will be on Howard Stern making me not want to leave my car and go to work.
Scan ID 4 more times to get to my cubicle.
Turn on computer.
Work.

See? It's so boring. You probably didn't even bother reading it. Alright, so it's not that bad... at least the radio show makes the drive semi-decent. But still, observing human behavior last year on the subway was at the very least, just as interesting as the radio.

Yes. The entry made absolutely no sense.

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