It’s Friday! TGIF!
May everyone have a fabulous weekend filled with scrumptious food, abundant sunshine, and hopefully, total boredom.
In my old age, I have realized that sometimes, the best weekends are those weekends where, for at least a couple of hours, you are bored out of your freaking mind. If you are utterly and hopelessly bored, it means that you have otherwise fully enjoyed life’s weekend pleasures. My bet is that if you’re bored this weekend, you will have done most, if not all, of the following:
(a) cleared your DVR/Tivo of all shows worth watching, and even watched that awful episode of Shot at Love with Tila Tequila from last year (and watched live TV for the first time in 3 years);
(b) read all the books you’ve been meaning to read, including the poorly written one by a certain adoptee who became famous for living with a billionaire in France (but you remain stunned as to why anyone in their right mind would give this awful book any good reviews because the writing is just so horrendous that you wonder how she got rich and then you realize you’ve made her rich by buying the god-awful book);
(c) ate yourself silly and then threw up because you had 1 tub of ice cream too many;
(d) ran, boxed, cycled, hiked — whatever it is, you did it to excess (which allowed you to do (c));
(e) met up with friends new and old to hang out and pretend that you’re 21 again, until the next morning when you realize that you’re not 21 because you have a splitting hangover and GASP! . . . you woke up at the late hour of 9:30 a.m.;
(f) played Rock Band or Guitar Hero (or the like) until your carpal tunnel flared up again;
(g) watched Campbell’s Stars on Ice.
So, my wish for everyone is to have a great weekend. And most of all, I wish you boredom this weekend.