I hate Wednesdays.

I enjoy reading, but it feels a little forced, and forced reading is the reason I didn't like reading for many years, and probably why I have shitty reading comprehension and fall asleep often. I'm just so bored and there's nothing to do and no one to talk to and even though I just got to this part of SoS... is it wrong to say I didn't appreciate it as much as I should have? Without it being weird?

So here I am yet again, being a lump yet again. Didn't visit Dad today, because the battery in the car seems to have died. Didn't go to the 24/7 event, obviously, because I'm feeling so listless (and, y'know, being alone in a crowd. I'll pass). The only thing I can do is read, but I feel like I'm forcing it, especially since I've fallen a bit off-pace. Whatever, it's just another hour, then a little bit of TV (there's a drinking game, if you feel like killing yourself in ten minutes or less), then sleep because DEAR GOD I AM BORED.

Edit: "Brandon Dubinsky, cursing like a sailor" might've turned me on a little bit. that was some a+ swearing.

Whoops, wait, I forgot I have semi-real research to do!