A boring night to compliment a boring day. Perfect. It would figure. My love is gone until Friday, so here I sit alone with the "kids". Any other time I'd be ready for the quiet and solitude. Not now, not tonight. I'm restless, nothing is amusing. I tried painting, but the brushes were lazy and didn't want to move the way I told them to. I tried watching TV...but, it's over rated. It's a bore. Especially on a Sunday eve.
I tried reading blogs, but it's all the same crap. Young ones who think their intentional misspellings are cool, more blood spilling because they can't just say what they feel, more dieters seeking advice. The same old same old. As Roe says, "I digress".
What's the point? Where is the point? The point to this. Sitting here in boredom because I have nothing better to do. It's too friggin' cold to go outside. Even to the car. Seriously. Well, then, until I can think of something interesting to say....carry on.
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