American InDOLence

In reference to my buddy’s blog, “When Boredom Strikes,” I want to reiterate. Actually, I just can’t think of anything to write about. My ideas are on a break. Tsk tsk. Back to my bored friend. Apparently, indolence is contagious, as we were both feeling lethargic the whole freaking day. I was so tempted to be late this afternoon even if I was already at the office two hours early. I just wanted to sit there at our lobby and just sit. Literally, just sit. But the dude’s got to make a living. If I wasn’t tagged as the not-so-model employee, I’d be all classic me and do nothing. But no, more and more work are coming in.

My friend thinks there’s a reason behind our sluggishness; it’s just that he can’t quite put his finger on it. I agree, but I don’t want to touch nor find out what it is. You may go ahead, buddy. Tell me so I could ward it off. I didn’t even logged in to our office messenger because I don’t want my share of indolence to be disturbed. Good thing our seats aren’t comfortable as I would’ve set up a date with Sandman this afternoon.

[Shouts]

Bye! Don’t even know how to end this. Suddenly, it occurred to me, it's the last day of January. Whoa, next thing you know it's summer time. The solution to boredom! Woohoo.

Oh, the highlight of my day is this line: “May pork ba ang Quezo de Bola?” LOL! Uttered none other by my bored partner. Hahaha. You made our day, man!

And, yes, there’s an “and,”…me gots another reason to look forward on end shifts. Bleh!