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Today is one of those days when everything is boring.  I can't spark any interest in anything.  It is not for a lack of stimuli - I've achieved a lot already.  It's just all slightly fogged.  And dull.  Dull without reason.

Is it laziness that creates boredom?  I'm not unhappy, it's not some sort of mild depression.  It's what it is.  I have even achieved all my study goals, which is unheard of, and I'm not bothered.  Total and complete apathy.

What is even more annoying, is that it's escaping out of my mind and into my vocalisations.  My boyfriend asked me earlier for my opinion on whether prisoners should be able to vote.  I answered him, and when I had finished talking, there was silence.  He had stopped listening.  My boredom transformed into boring conversation that bored him and switched him off as well. 

So now there's two of us who can't be bothered with the day.

Even the cats have stopped moving.  They are alive, incidentally, just unresponsive.

I can't claim to be correct about this, but I think I've narrowed the cause down to eating too much stew yesterday.  Though what's wrong with the cats I don't know.  Probably just our boredom rubbing off on them.  Quite sensitive to these things apparently.

Well, I guess while I search for stimulation, I might as well carry on studying.  If it hasn't lifted by the evening then I'll have to find inspiration in a final bottle of mulled wine that a friend is bringing round tonight.  I've never had mulled wine at home before.  So that can't be boring, surely.  I hope it's not some herbal variety, though that would be in keeping with the rest of the day.  Boring alcohol free wine, on a day built on boredom.  I wonder if there are boredom waves, and they are bouncing off the walls and round the house, and back into me.  Maybe if I went outside they'd wiggle their way into someone else.  I'll have a think about who I want to inflict my boredom waves on, and then go for it...

I'll probably walk outside and be greeted by some post apocalyptic scene, after my boredom waves, unbeknown to me, have escaped into the street through an open window...