Between Covid bullshit and protests, I’ve been house bound, and the boredom has moved from serious to a level I never knew existed.
How bored am I, you might ask?
– I just listened to two hours of Mongolian throat singing
– I’m re-reading books from 1978…Scruples by Judith Krantz was the latest
– I’m learning ballroom dancing via video. The dog isn’t liking it much
– I tweezed my legs
– I shaved my arms (they’re very smooth!)
Stop me before I cut my own hair, please?