If it were possible to die of boredom I'd fall down and die right now.
I had a good time talking to a girl at that birthday party on Sunday but I was too drunk to be smart enough to ask for her number and I don't even remember her name. And the one person I could ask for her name and number has had far too much sex with me while being in a relationship.
Anyway, I can still play the guitar I guess... but I can't turn up the volume because it's already after 1am. Lame. I suppose I could play through Dead Island again... nah. And I'm too much of a chicken to play Dead Space when it's dark outside.
Maybe I'll just spend 15 minutes posting some stuff about me being bored. Sounds like a good idea.
I guess I'll go take a walk and hope to meet someone interesting outside.