I wish there existed a punctuation mark that denoted boredom. We have periods for endings, commas for pauses, semi-colons for continuations, colons for possibilities, exclamation marks for excitement, and question marks for queries. But what about boredom? We don't have anything to denote boredom.
I was once a bigger fan of Twilight than I currently am. However, I will say with a fair amount of certainty that the band Muse (a group I learned about mostly via Twilight) is growing on me. Not sure if I'll explore beyond their MySpace page, but what I've listened to is interesting.
I walked into work this morning (yet again...) feeling as though I live there (yet again...).
Thanks, retail. Thanks a lot. Yes, you've paid me for my time, but you've also knocked any semblance of a Christmas spirit out of my consciousness (among other things I shant mention right now). It's the thirteenth, and in years past I would have been more than pleased right now to make cookies, break out Christmas lights, and go tree shopping. Now? I could care less. The gusto just isn't there.
But then again, there are more important things than traditions that revolve around stuff.
But the gusto seems to have been put into writing the novel. A new subplot popped into my head just a couple days ago, and it actually fills out a lot of what I've been looking for.
And I still wish there were a way to punctuate boredom...

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