Life According to Ginger: So. Bored.
It's the middle of the summer, and I'm bored out of my mind. I don't know what I would do with myself if I didn't have a job. Each week, I work 40 hours and sleep about 50; that leaves 78 hours in which I'm not really doing anything. There isn't a lot you can do for fun when you live in a town as small as mine, but for your benefit, I have composed a list of my favorite time-consuming activities.
Reading: I just finished “The Dark Is Rising” series. It's fantastic, if you don't try to make sense out of it. Seriously. Imagine Lord of the Rings, except nothing is ever explained. Next, I think I might make a last-ditch attempt at The Iliad (I'm trying and failing to get a head start on next year's classes), or start “The Hunger Games” trilogy. I've heard that it's good from everyone and his sister.
Watching bad movies: What better way to spend $7.50 than on “Eclipse”? I giggled every time that Edward sparkled. And does anyone else think that Victoria looks like a Bratz doll? Except brattier?
Watching good movies: This is more difficult than it sounds, but “Toy Story 3” made me weep like I did when was a little girl watching “Toy Story.”
Creating art: I have always been a bit of an artist and maybe, if I draw something that doesn't suck, I'll upload it. For now, though, I think my drawings will stay under my bed. Most of my recent art is from life drawing sessions. Life drawing is when a group of artists pay for someone to model for them, preferably nude. This is not creepy or sexual at all—it is just a way for artists to work together, compare styles, critique each other, and generally improve their skills. Drawing from live models is (in my humble opinion) one of the most challenging and rewarding ways to create art.
Going to concerts: I love live music of (almost) any kind, from orchestra concerts in the public gardens to Joan Jett (who is one of the few people capable of pulling off a skintight leather onesie at age 51).
Playing tennis: Tennis is an fantastic sport, mostly because it always ends up with my friends and me gossiping at the net. I always have to tell my parents that I'm practicing, though, because I'm joining the team this fall. I'm not bad at the game, for the most part. When I get my serve in, nobody seems to know how to return it. I just need to learn how to run.
Playing table-tennis: I'm much better at this. There's no exercise involved.
Opening and closing the fridge: Change it up by opening and closing the cabinets and freezer. Open them in a pattern! Open them sporadically! Open them in the middle of the night! The possibilities are endless!
Browsing youtube: I think we all are familiar with the temptress that is the myriad of videos of babies laughing. Or maybe that's just me.
Flying kites: I would suggest that you devote at least 20 hours a week to this. It's a wonderful waste of time, and I promise that you won't regret it.
Ginger's Song of the Week: I hope I'm not the only one who likes old musicals. Maybe tapdancing is corny, but I've decided that I don't really care, and I'm making my fanship of Gene Kelly public. What can I say—the man does amazing things with a newspaper and a squeaky floorboard. Please don't make fun of me.
Sounds like an amazing summer to us! What are you doing to fend off boredom?