I no longer interest myself.
There had been, not too long ago either I might add, a short standing pact that I had going. My idea was to party and smoke and drink all I wanted, to have fun. Eventually when I was somewhere around thirty-seven I would just kill myself. That edited itself to when I was bored with my life I'd just kill myself.
I am bored with life.
Don't get me wrong, I love where I am right now. I love being a firefighter, my boyfriend is great and endlessly entertaining, but I'm so bored. Maybe that's just how I feel at the moment. Something exciting should happen, though I swear if my pager goes off right now I will be pissed because I'm home alone and won't be able to make it to the station in time.
I don't even know what to say anymore.
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