I remain bored.

Bored sucks, because bored can't be anything other than a state of mind resulting from my own deep failure to amuse even myself. What kind of terrible excuse for a human being am i if I can't even amuse myself?

Mr. T Experience.

Also, I've been having unsettling sex dreams lately. And generally being too self-indulgent. Self-indulgence doesn't sound so sinister at first glance, cause really, who could be better to indulge, than yourself? If I'm gonna indulge somebody, I'd rather be indulging me than that guy sitting next to me. But I suck, and all this crap that's getting indulged needs to stop. If I was indulging this shit sitting next to me things would probably be a lot simpler in the end.

reading jane austen, and avoiding work. Signing off.