厌烦
There he goes, blah blah blah, talking nonsense as usual. 他又来这一套了，夸夸其谈，像往常一样谈来谈去都是废话。
Still got the winter blahs, I see. 我明白了，你还在犯冬日困。
You've got the winter blahs again, I told myself. 难道你又犯冬季无聊症了，我心里想。
You’ve got the winter blahs again, I told myself. 又是一个春天的下午，天阴沉沉的。
Michael: ...tatoo is a map &blah blah blah... 纹身确实是地图。。。帮我回忆云云。。。叽里咕噜一大堆。。。
