Almost a year has passed & it has been so uneventful its not even funny. I’m having one of those “off” years, where nothing I do seems to be going right. Everything is soo fucking boring. I think I have a boring disorder. Work is depressing because its not what I should be doing. I finally moved out after years of being annoyed by my mother only to find that I have that worst neighbors EVER. Bad job=poor, which sadly means there is no room to get a pricey bite to eat or a couple of drinks to drown my sorrows. Geez I could go on, and on but I think the list would stretch pretty far. I feel lazy all of the time & I think that I’m starting to get this temporary hunch from lack of enthusiasm. It’s actually pretty infectious. While at work, I found that most of my co-workers seem to also be suffering from this same bored disorder. While we pretend to fold jeans, we complain about how bored we are at work. Hours will go by without any customer interaction & this observation fills everyone of us with a type of panic….but on my off days I always find solace in food. So today in an effort not to be bored I went to Joans On Third, with my Miley Cyrus, Elle magazine & ate deliciousness.