I've never been more bored in my li

I've never been more bored in my life than I am now. There is nothing on the television, no good internet articles to read, and all my usual friends are often doing their own thing while I'm at home banging my head against a desk. I don't feel like going out anywhere, it is way too hot to leave my somewhat nice air conditioned room. Here I am, sitting at my desk, refusing to do anything. And yet, I'm just craving any sort of stimulation. What is a man to do? I look about my room for things I can accomplish. There are video games I could play. However, I beat them all and the new games all come out in the fall. Stupid summer game drought. I then hear chatter outside my window. Perhaps I can just bug the people around me in hopes of maybe finding someone new to hang out with? Oh wait, I forgot I'm socially awkward and can't get the courage utter two words to a stranger.

Oh, I know! I'll write a story. It's a good way to creatively drain my brain until something else happens. I pick up my pencil to write something down. It takes me a good minute to realize that a computer would be so much better for this. After tossing my pencil to the ceiling only to see I failed to get it stuck in there, I unfold my laptop and load up my word processor. There I sat, staring at the blank page before me. What do I write about? Maybe a journal of my day. Nah, that's too boring. Quickly I decide to minimize the word processor and browse the net for inspiration. There is always an action sci-fi story I've dreamed to one day write. There could be space pirates and robots! Nah, I lack the drive to devote myself into anything more than a short story. Who has time to develop characters? I check my bookmarks for some more ideas. Oh hey, I could do something hot, sexy even! I got it now, a cute love story between and man and a women who just met but knew their feelings to be true at first sight. And then they bone. I am a genius. Maybe I can incorporate my strange and unusual fetish within the text. I know of a small group online who are also into that sort of thing, so I can make a name for myself among that community.

But before I can even type the first word to my smut, there was knocking on my door. Who could it be? All my friends are busy, plus they usually just walk in. I carelessly leave my laptop open, I have nothing to hide, and get up to answer the door. On my way, I peek my head out the window to see a familiar large, brown truck. Oh boy, oh boy! A package for me! Wait a minute, I didn't order anything. Cautiously, I open the door in front of me to find a man clad in brown shorts and hat holding a package. It looked slightly larger than a bread box. Did I just really make that analogy?

After nodding, smiling, signing for the package and not saying a single word throughout all that, I close the door behind me and carry the brown box to my desk. I inspect the box carefully all around, and strangely enough, there was no return address. I mean mine was there, but who was the sender? I do my best to open the box right away, but guess who can't get through that damn tape. Shortly after a quick trip to the kitchen to fetch a knife, I cut the tap along the edges and open the mysterious package. Inside there were tons of those little foam peanuts. I have a love/hate relationship with these things. But what's this? There is a note on the top of it all. I pick up the piece of paper and began to read it.

"Greetings Sean!

I heard you were bored, so I decided to spice up your life with a bit of me. I hope you don't mind this spontaneous gift. I hope to get you something special each week, every Tuesday. Eventually we'll meet face to face, but until then, enjoy your gifts!

Amy

結果 (中文) 1:

我从未在我的生命比我现在更无聊。没什么在电视上，没有好的互联网文章阅读，和我平时的朋友这样做通常他们自己的事情而我在家敲我的头一张桌子。我不觉得像出门，它是太热了，离开我的帅空调房间。我在这里，坐在我的桌子上，不愿做任何事。然而，我只想吃任何一种刺激。什么是一个人去做呢?我看看我的房间我可以完成的事情的。有我可以玩视频游戏。然而，我打败了他们所有和所有的新游戏出来在秋天。游戏愚蠢伏旱。我然后听到在我的窗外颤振。也许我可以只虫，周围的人我希望也许找到新的人在一起?哦，等一下，我忘了我是社交尴尬，不能有勇气向陌生人完全两个字。哦，知道了!我会写一个故事。它是创造性地耗尽我的大脑，直到发生一些事情的好方法。我拿起我的铅笔写点东西。我花了好一会儿，实现计算机会好多了。后折腾我的铅笔在天花板上，只是看看我没得到它困在那里了，我展开我的手提电脑，加载了我的字处理器。我坐在那儿，盯着在我面前的空白页。我写什么呢?也许杂志我的一天。不，那是太无聊了。很快我决定尽量减少文字处理器和浏览网上寻找灵感。一直是我梦寐以求的一天写行动科幻故事。有可能是太空海盗和机器人!不，我缺乏动力投身到任何更多比一个简短的故事。谁有时间来开发字符?我检查我的书签，一些更多的想法。哦嘿，了，我能做些甚至是性感火辣!我得到了它现在，一个可爱的爱情故事之间和男人和女人只是见过，但知道他们的感情是真实的乍一看。然后他们骨。我是个天才。也许我可以合并文本内我奇怪和不寻常的恋物癖。我知道一小群在线也是入诸如此类的事情，可以使自己的名称，在社区。但我甚至可以键入的第一个字我黑穗病之前，那里敲我的门。那会是谁呢?我所有的朋友都很忙，再加上他们通常只是在走。我不小心把我的手提电脑打开，没有隐藏，并且按时起床去开门。在我的路上，我偷看了我的脑袋伸出车窗，看到熟悉的大，棕色的卡车。噢男孩，噢男孩!我的包!等一下，我什么都没点。小心翼翼地，我开门前我要找一个人，穿着棕色的短裤和帽子拿着一个包。它看起来比面包盒稍大。我只是真的做了那样的比喻吗?后点点头，微笑，签署包的不说一个字在我所有的整个关上的门在我身后和棕色箱子扛到我的桌子上。我四周，仔细检查框中，奇怪的是，有没有寄信人地址。我的意思是我在那里，但发件人是谁?我尽我所能马上，打开盒子，但是猜猜过不去那该死的磁带。不久后快速去厨房拿一把刀，我切沿边缘水龙头，打开神秘的包裹。里面有了那些小小的泡沫花生吨。我有与这些东西的爱恨关系。但这是什么?还有在上面所有的注意。我捡起那张纸，开始读它。"问候肖恩!我听说你无聊，所以我决定为你一点我的生活增添情趣。我希望你不介意这种自发的礼物。我希望能给你一些特别的东西每周，每个星期二。最终我们将见个面，但是在那之前，享受你的礼物!艾米

結果 (中文) 3:

我在我的生活中从未有过比现在更无聊的了。电视上没有什么好的网络文章来阅读，而我所有的朋友通常都在做自己的事情，而我却在家里用头撞桌子。我不想去任何地方，它是太热了，离开我有点好空调房间。我坐在我的办公桌上，拒绝做任何事。然而，我只是渴望任何种类的刺激。一个人要做什么？我看我的房间，我可以完成的事情。有视频游戏我可以玩。然而，我击败了他们所有的新游戏都在秋天里出来。愚蠢的夏季游戏干旱。然后，我听到窗外的喋喋不休。也许我可以只是错误的人在我身边，希望找到一个新的，以挂出来吗？哦等待，我忘了我是个尴尬的人，无法得到一个陌生人的勇气。哦，我知道！我会写一个故事。这是一个很好的方法，创造性地吸取我的大脑，直到有什么事情发生。我拿起我的铅笔写下了一些东西。我需要一个好的一分钟，以了解一台电脑将是如此的好。把我的铅笔扔到天花板上，只看我没能把它困在那里，我打开我的笔记本电脑，把我的文字处理器。我坐在那里，盯着我面前的空白页。我写的是什么？也许是我一天的日记。不，那太无聊了。很快我决定尽量减少文字处理器和浏览网络的灵感。总有一个行动的科幻故事，我梦想有一天写。可能有空间海盗和机器人！不，我缺乏动力去投身于任何超过一个简短的故事。谁有时间来发展角色？我检查我的书签，以一些更多的想法。哦，嘿，我可以做一些热，性感的甚至！我现在得到它，一个可爱的爱情故事，男人和一个女人谁只是见过，但知道自己的感觉是真实的第一眼。然后他们的骨头。我是天才。也许我可以将我的奇怪和不寻常的内部文本恋物癖。我知道有一个小团体在网上也有这样的事情，所以我可以在那个社区中为自己制造一个名字。

但之前我甚至可以式我的黑穗病的第一个字，我的门敲了。这是谁？我所有的朋友都很忙，加上他们通常只是走在。我不小心把我的笔记本电脑打开，我没有什么可以隐藏的，并得到了答案门。在我的路上，我偷看我的头走出窗口看到一个熟悉的大，棕色卡车。哦男孩，哦男孩！一个包裹给我！等一等，我什么都没有。谨慎地，