Blogger Boredom

I'm bored.  I have absolutely no motivation today.  I could be doing laundry, cleaning something, playing with my kid, even shopping.  Nope.  I am sitting at the computer staring at Facebook, waiting for someone to post something clever or for someone to reply to something clever I have posted.  What a waste of a beautiful Saturday.

It is sunny and gorgeous outside.  Unseasonably warm... what the hell am I doing?  My daughter is watching the smurf movie for the bajillionth time, my husband is two feet away from me but in his own blogosphere, and I have yet to get out of my pi's.

I don't even have anything creative or especially funny or angry or, dare I say, enlightening to write about.  I have nothing.  Nothing except an overwhelming desire to not get off my ass.  And what better way to do that but type?  Pathetic.

That's it.  I don't care what anyone else posts on Facebook today.  It may be life-changing.  It may be mind-blowing.  I may only get a brief chuckle before slipping back into a coma...I'm outta here.  Any minute now.  Logging off.  Unplugging.  Stop typing.  sfgdjhghjklghjklsdfjgkjfdhsgk *head hitting keyboard*