Bordom is not very welcoming.

I'm so bored at this very moment in time. I have been browsing the 'soon to be released' films at the cinemas. There are quite a few coming out that look really good. But this is not the point of this blog.

The point of this blog is to just highlight how very few people tend to be available when you want to do something, e.g. go and see a movie. It seems that when you are run off of your feet to the point where you barely have time for a toilet stop, there are people hanging from you, wanting to spend some quality time together with you. When you are bored out of your fucking mind there is no one around to do anything with. Perhaps this is just the Tasmanian aspect of it all? But, unfortunately, I have to deal with it, as it is my reality.

There are four assignments staring me in the face here, making me feel guilty for wanting to have a life. Well they can just wait! I've had enough of staring at them this week. They can go to hell. I don't even want to do them anyway. Man, I whinge a lot in this blog. Whatever.

I hate Tasmania.

The End.
E.