So I'm bored and here I go a-blogging once again.

I'm hungry but all the food I have around the house is either junk or something that would require more effort to cook than I am willing to put into anything right now. I should eat something regardless. It's the only sure-fire solution I can think of for this hunger problem. Well, that and crystal meth, which is out of the running for obvious reasons.

I'm reading this book about this Indian guy who's obsessed with dwarves for some reason. I can't remember who wrote it and I don't care.

I'm considering relocating elsewhere in the house. I've been in my room most of the day. My room is made of plywood, by the way, and isn't really much of as room at all. The advatage of leaving my room is that I will be somewhere else other than here. The disadvantage is that I'll have to move.

Ordinarily, I wouldn't put much thought into making such a small decision but today I am. So there.

Yeah. I think I'm gonna get outta here. Later.