Friday, March 10, 2006

It is really nice outside and I don't want to be at work right now.

I am bored.
Of my friends.
Of these cities
Of this boy.
Of my job.
Of this school.

If this is all true,
Then happiness MUST cause boredom.
Therefore we must make ourselves unhappy.

Hmm, what kind of exciting trouble can we stir up...

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