BORED. Absolutely fuck all to do. Sick of watching shit on telly, reading, cooking. Sick of going for a fucking walk, I might go whole hog and turn left at the end of that road instead of turning right just for a change, that's the big news here today. The cat shit on the carpet this morning at least cleaning it up gave me something new to do. I want to go to a theme park, I want to go to London for the day, I want to go to the pub, take my Mum out for lunch, get smashed in a beer garden with my mates. Haven't seen the fuckers for months. Go on that luxury solo trip I treated myself to last year that never happened. Just me, my ipod, a massive glass of alcohol and a pool. Instead I'm stuck at home every bastard day driving myself mad with overthinking because there's nothing to distract me. Get me on a fucking plane away from this bullshit. Rant over!!