I'm bored. It's weird - I'm bored because I can't go out. (Well, I can go out, but there's no point in doing so because the subway is down and most places in my immediate neighbourhood are closed, so it's not worth the trouble of walking down 14 flights of stairs). If this were a normal weekend, I wouldn't be bored. If you told me last Thursday that I'd spend Saturday sitting at home, reading, eating, watching TV, playing computer games, I'd think that sounds nice and restful. I have two newspapers and 2 unread novels in addition to 100 TV channels and the entire freaking internet! But just the fact that I can't go out makes me antsy and bored.