It’s not that I don’t have anything to do.  I’m sure my parents could think of a thousand things to keep me busy.  I just don’t feel like it.  It doesn’t all sound like a pain in the ass, either—I’m just too bored to get anything done.  I know that doesn’t really make sense because if I did something I probably wouldn’t be bored anymore, but it’s like, I’m already in bed with one joint down and three more ready if I want, and half the day is gone and I know all my friends are rolling with the same buzz on Call of Duty 3 because we’ve been online hacking away at a co-op for the past four hours.  Just like yesterday.

I could do my homework, but yeah, no.  I could tune my guitar, but it’s on the other side of the room, and the last time the band tried rehearsing we all ended up just smoking anyway, so whatever.  I could walk the dog, take a shower, wash the car, blah bluh-blah bluh-blah, but what’s the point?  As soon as I walk out this door, my mom will start ragging on me for putzing around all day, and my dad’ll just sit there shaking his head like I’m a waste of DNA.  Heads-up, Dad: I’ve been wasting DNA all weekend, and as soon as this hentai torrent finishes downloading, I’ll be wasting a lot more.

I tried the whole productive member of society thing, but it just takes so much…effort.  I figure, I’m not some gangbanging jerkoff in juvey, and they’re responsible for me for another couple years anyway, so why not just mooch my way through cruise control until I hit the big scary 18?

I’ll be good later.

Get a job I hate later.

Put up with a nagging wife and screw-off kid.



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