Monday, April 25, 2005

I'm not depressed...
I'm BORED. Bored with the news, bored with reality television, bored with what's outside of my window, bored with my wardrobe, bored with my books, bored with conversation. I'm bored with other people's problems because they're all just recycled versions of the same old crap. It's all so boring, I don't even realize when I've managed to avoid human contact for almost 48 hours.

I can't even say, "it's not you, it's me." Because it might be you. But considering that I'm also bored with the sound of my own thoughts, what's left?



  1. No. No. you are not depressed. i think you just realized what many humans don't realize... that we are pathetic.
    Look at my blog!!! .
    the song lyrics on there is the song i am obsessed with.
    by the way whats left. ha . tell me when you find out...<3's

  2. Wellll being bored for too long can cause mild depression.

    I'm bored right now. Hm. I think I'll make myself some Chai tea.

  3. KLo, TOTALLY know what you mean. Why aren't the two of us still having hilarious running commentary? xo babe

  4. You think you are bored...
    I've got 127 more days on my sentence. UGH

    Maybe we can do some collage stuff together - like we talked about. I started on some yesterday - need more source materials.

    Take care

  5. I could send you a really non-boring photo of my foot. That might evoke at least some sort of immediate and unambiguous response. Monday would have been better though- it was all black.

    And you don't know bored until you can't walk and Fat Roy hasn't hooked up yhour cable, and all the smutty books are read and you can't drive and your boyfriend is too busy to shag you. Times are hard, man. And being a gimp sucks.

  6. I think it's going around...we're all bored.

  7. You could have your new parrot leave menacing messages on John G. Altman's machine... that could be entertaining!

  8. I have to tell you, the parrot ended my streak of boredom. You have to meet this little guy. His eyes turn red and I hear the scary Damien music from The Omen. Eeeeevil.

    I'm naming him Karen, even though it's a girl's name. It just seems to fit.

  9. And Mandaz, thanks for the words of encouragement. I don't know if I should be more worried about the sick sad world song lyrics, or the fact that you're leaving comments on my blog at 2, 3, 4 and 5 in the morning when you're supposed to be getting up to go to school at 6.


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