Bored

I am sitting here on a Saturday night bored as hell. Well more like a combination of bored and lonely. Here it is, half past 12 and I'm thinking of calling someone. Calling who, you ask. I'll give you 3 guess, and the first 2 don't count. Don't worry I'm not going to. For one, it's late, and secondly I'm not even sure if were truly talking, or even if the call would be met with anything other than bad feelings and annoyance. So I think I'll just go and lay in my bed. That's my answer for when I don't know what to do with myself. Hope that sleep will come and suck up some time until tomorrow comes.