a day at work, and yes, i actually work. i challenge myself by beating my own record from the day before. ya, doesn't really sound like me. ya, well i drink tea but not coffee. This makes me especially vulnerable to stimulus. I can't stop doing my work. It makes me ashamed. I'm so boring.
i spend two hours completely alone everyday. There are people all around, yet i say not a word to anyone. Sometimes i talk on my cellular device. Sometimes, i even listen to saved messages so it looks like maybe i could be talking to someone. I pretend to talk to the person leaving the message. I try to impress the lady with the squirrels. I like impressing her. I'm so boring.
as i try to sleep in the night, i put my small plastic bracelet on, then take it off. I do it over and over. I like how my hand fits in child's jewelry. My dad called me a tyrannasaurus rex because of my disproportioned arms. I told that story to 4 different people on the same night. In my defense, i was drunk. I'm so boring.
i bought a giant pink Carebear. The one i always wanted. I always say i love sleepy bear most, but really, i love rainbow bear. i still don't know their real names but i insist on talking about it. I'm so boring.
I get alot of time where alot of blood flows into my brain. It's been a long time since i've been given the gift of so much blood. I think of many people. Sometimes i care, and mostly i don't. I might have stronger feelings if i just weren't so goddamn boring.
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