Then I started thinking about how sad it was that the highlight of the day was going to be finding this frozen dinner and I thought "man, I've gotten boring."
Then I thought about the last time I said that to myself after getting overly excited over something mundane. A few months ago I was picking up dinner from the Dekalb Farmer's Market and I got just insanely excited because they had both lentils and garbanzos on the hot bar, and then I said to myself "damn, this is pathetic, my life has gotten boring," and the very next morning a series of events that can only be described as interesing in the ancient-Chinese-curse sense of the word began.
So if anybody needs me, I'll be hiding under my desk.