Here I go again with my twisted mind. I'm bored rigid, bored stiff, bored to death, bored to tears. I feel twitchy, agitated, edgy, and impatient. I'm unconcerned, impassive, unresponsive, and dispassionate. I desire for a solution but not an iota. I don't know what's off beam. The familiarity could be one reason but then again I'm still considering other grounds. I wish they put me in an isolated place probably the end of the room. Maybe it could change the habit. I wonder when the alteration is. I really need a different atmosphere. Modifications have been made to the site but still I'm off track. About my aura, I dread to show odium. But I think I'm showing signs. Must be the absence of caffeine in my system? Beats me! Should I take more? What do I think? I think no more. Mind's not working at this moment. I've got four days to plan, otherwise I’ll be stuck feeling frenzy. Load's pilling up. Gosh! Sigh! Duh-rr! I'm running out of expressions. A trip to the mall should rip off this insanity. A dinner with my love should dupe it all. I hate this. I'm deeming again. Could you just move me away from the bogus? Do you think the Bogus is responsible for all these? I'm afraid not. The Bogus could be adding to the delirium but not accountable. So, who's who? What's, what? I wonder if I’ll figure it out. It's hard to comprehend.

I'm off.

Cio!