Bored.

Bored.

Bored.

Bored.

There's a redneck party tonight which should be fun but I can't stay late because I have to get up at 6 in the morning tomorrow to go see a toad pond, where the toads have refuge so far from some sort of fungus. In other places, they've been dying off. That means we have to bleach our shoes before we leave in case we track it in. So hopefully tomorrow is more amusing.

But I've been totally bored all evening. I feel weird yet about just knocking on people's doors and asking to hang out, because there's nothing to do TO hang out, other than converse, or drink and smoke pot, as some people do quite often here (which means I'm sort of left out there, too, because I don't). No TV; no movies; no radio; no phone; no games; sometimes no Internet; Skype, Pandora, YouTube, Internet TV, and downloading music and movies are off limits; sometimes there's absolutely nothing to do. Conversation with my roommate runs dry because there's just nothing to talk about. I could knit, but I did that already today and got bored of it. I could read, but my book is hard to get into. I could chat, but my Internet keeps disconnecting. I could write, but I get annoyed when my computer doesn't work like I want it to and I don't have any notebook paper. I could walk, but I do that all day for my job and would rather just relax. Plus, it's getting cold and not as fun to walk. Updating about how bored I am is one of the most amusing things that's happened since I made Ramen for dinner. I'm just sitting around waiting for 10 o' clock.

Maybe now that my Internet works I'll chat and write. Have to rework that script, which means I have to communicate with Frank and Rachel. Though seeing as it's almost 4 am where Rachel lives, I doubt she'll be online, hehe.