Listening to: 93.3FM - Mayday - jue2 ding4

Finally had the wireless network set-up in my house; this should be the end of days where I'd have to wait for my sis to finish using my com (and my printer's ink) before I can get work done... amazingly (and stupidly) all it needed was one final step - for a new updated driver for the network card to be installed in my sis' computer (took 10 minutes, 5 of them to download the file off the internet).

If you don't get the above, it's alright.. it's just one of those banal commonplace things that we have to deal with in life (much along the lines of having clothes washed and ironed) but there's no way anyone can find any enjoyment whatsoever from this particular activity; I'm sure some people will be able to wax lyrical about the joys of menial labour.

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I haven't stepped out of the house since I came back around 3am-ish early Sunday morning, so it's just slightly under 48 hours. But the boredom is killing me. Realistically speaking, the last time I really enjoyed myself, went out with people I liked, was... last week? Everything passes by like a blur now. The meaningless of it all. Shallow. Days spent in search of things to fill up the hours, while human interaction ceases.