Life's A Wonderful Chorus

Yes I'm bored. Very bored that not even the internet entertains me.
I'm so bored not even Wowowee made me cringe. And that alarms me because this crap they call noon-time entertainment always makes me cringe. Always.
I'm so bored not even the prospect of watching my stacked porn (oopps!) excites me.
I'm so bored I should just go back to sleep. But somehow I don't want to, because I don't want to feel I'm wasting my precious, much-deserved weekend.
I'm so bored I've already smoked 10 cigarettes. In 10 minutes. Kidding. I may be bored but I'm not suicidal.
I'm so bored even the thought of being bored bores me.

And it scares me. Am I boring? Or is it just a boring day? Better blame it on the weather than admit a character flaw.
Damn you weather!

But if I wasn't so bored, I wouldn't have come up with this post. However senseless it may be.
So being bored may be a good thing. Or not.
I don't know.
I just know I'm bored.
Very.