Yesterday, I wrote that I was bored (on another blog, which shall remain nameless; unless you want to visit it, then just click the link at left). Sarah came home after 10 hours at school (at least three of which were meetings), and, in response to my statement, said she wanted a divorce. Then she attempted to murder me. Then she did murder me. In everything, the lesson I’ve learned is this, “Never share your feelings. Ever.” That said, I’m bored.