BOREDOM

Obviously apt, because this is a phenomenon dictating many of our lives......

It starts with a 'b' and ends with an 'm'
It is like a tree without a leaf, a bark or stem
In that it is not tangible, it does not physically exist
But it envelopes us, a coccoon, a cyst.

You lie motionless for hours, willing interest to enter your mind
But in the end all you achieve, is expelling gas from your behind
And you even giggle at it, repulsed at how you find it funny
And then you see it, the computer, your aide, your honey.

With new resolve u rise, switching it on and opening your inbox
But the %^^&$#$ MTNL router, is a ^%%&ing jack in the box
It conks off, grinning at you with nonblinking lights
And you sit despondent, feeling violated off your rights

You finally raise yourself, and decide to go outside
Only to find that your energy, has been drained, or has decided to hide
And you are now firmly back to square one
With not a squat of an idea on how to have fun.

You scratch yourself, you get up, you sit
And find that this is not amusing you one bit
You realise that youre defeated, and that thought aint funny
The macho man has been reduced, to a fluffy pink bunny.

You silently acknowledge, this wraith's unbelievable power
To make every second, seem like an hour
This fiend that has reduced you to a spat out pint of rum
That (censored) whose name is BOREDOM

Jumping on the bandwagon

Yep, I am the latest in the long line of friends who has decided to experiment with blogging. I think i will rephrase........this is the only stone left unturned in my quest to combat boredom in these seemingly endless vacations. I have no idea about how regular Ill be, or about how long Ill actually maintain this blog. But as of now (8:17 PM, 29th June, 2008), this blog does exist. Ok frankly I am at a loss about what to write right now.
Maybe I should tell you that the lights in my external harddisk are yellow and are currently blinking. Oh wait, even a 3 eyed crossbreed of the sasquatch and a 500kg nuclear holocaust survivor with absolutely no social life will not give a rat's ass to actually know that.

How about......... umm...........aargh...........I am typing random keys and then typing the equal number of backspaces............or..........my nails measure 1.3 cm right now..........or............the fan is currently set at speeed 4 of 5.....or.................or............................or.............................woohoooaaahaa.....booga booga, arrrpatpatpat......................kheekheee...............aoooooooooooooooo...................kreeaaaooonnnnnn....... bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.....................aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa (faint thud)

And that, fellow jobless people is a prime example of the degradation of the human brain put through too much strain (hey thats a rhyme......:P..................note to self, maybe the next post should be a poetry, but then after this one......i dont think any of you is gonna be around to read it)
Cheers......(or not)