It's 6:04 pm. I am at work. I have nothing to do. There is a cup of coffee, empty, kept to the left of my monitor. Another, half-full, is kept to the right. There are some loose papers lying on the desk, because someone was careless enough to leave them there. (I hate it when people don't take care of their belongings.) It is unsure whether I have a show or not. Now it has been clarified. There isn't. I have been up since 6:00 am. Now I have a severe headache. Many people are trying to chat with me online. I don't feel like. I am bored.
I just lifted my hand to scratch my ear. Now I will go and sing some ballads. And later, talk like a pirate.
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