Why am I so temtped to just doodle? I have the book open, I am looking at the blank page, there are all sorts of words, feelings, issues..stuff...I could write about, deal with...yet all I seem to want to do is draw aimless circles over the page until I have covered it in absolutely nothing. Is that the artistic interpretation of a sigh? I think it might indeed be, or possibly the meaning of life...we shall have to see.

Yes, alas...as you may well have deduced I am yet again driven to the edge of reason by boredom...dammit...can I be bothered to write some epic tale of love, woe and all the in between idiocy...no....can I find the will to impart some completely useless advice onto whomever of you are insane enough to read my drivel...no. Why? Because I live in my world of apathy..and here, boredom holds all the candyballs to ransom.

There was a time, not so long back, when boredom and I were mere acquiantances. We would pass in the street, exchange pleasantries, enjoy a marc or two of each others time and it would pass along quite happily to annoy the next victim. Now however, boredom has become my ever present, ever annoying, chattering little roomate that just will not leave me alone no matter what I do.....AND it's psychic..it has powers of mass destruction, I jest you not. Do not say I didnt warn you, when it is finally done with me it is coming for you. Stock up now with mindnumbing word puzzles and 40million page novels.

Yes, yes Gareth this entry is indeed complete nonsensical gibberish. Yes indeed it is too long, I am sorry about that. Yes you will be upset having read through it and got absolutely nothing worthwhile from it but guess what...tough

Yes Isaac, you are probably falling over laughing at the very moment you get to reading this part. Yes, it will give you a warm fuzzy feeling of happiness as your twisted sadistic nature sets in and you revel in my misfortune.....schadenfruede my dear...I am glad my boredom is entertaining someone at least

Shirila....not....one.....word..