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I'm bored.
There's always an after-Christmas boredom that settles in on me. I hate it so much. I've already re-alphabetized my musical DVDs and playbills, sorted through my wardrobe, and danced to several Beyonce hits. What else is there to do?
Merry Christmas, everybody!
Aaaaaand happy holidays! Dad might've let me drink a bit too much champagne before I made the trek back to the school! Oooooops. Anyone around to entertain me? Pleeeease?
Bored. What's everyone doing tonight?
I see new faces.
And one that's startlingly similar to my own. How odd! Hello, everybody. It's almost Christmas!
Seasonal barista work is great, except for early mornings.
Oh, and the stretched-too-thin businessmen who get irritated if I don't make their insanely complex order of almost 15 coffees for their entire office-floor perfectly. Mm.
I have re-organized my entire wardrobe in the closet by color.
All while listening to the wonderful Beyonce, with a few choice Lady Gaga songs. What a fulfilling night.
Bored. What am I supposed to do on a Wednesday night?
All my homework's done, most of my food's eaten and I'm too full to eat any more anyways.
Come and knock on my dooooor
Why in the world they only show Threes Company at two in the morning baffles me. And somewhat saddens me, too. Which means, I need to make a stop at Best Buy and buy all the seasons.
