You know you’re bored when…

in a fit of desperation for something, anything to read about, you start researching Yom Kippur, because the calendar says that’s what today is.

So… happy Yom Kippur. Or whatever you’re supposed to say. And for those of they who are fasting in the name of religion… well… I don’t get it, but okay. Go nuts. Not eating for more than five hours makes me highly unstable and dizzy. Fasting for 25 hours would probably kill me, or at least make me pass out. Good thing I don’t have to fast.

Now I’ve moved on to Birth & Death notices in the Toronto Star. Crack. I’m on crack.

Hehe… they call the CBC logo an exploding pizza shape. I’m so easily amused. And distracted.