Only joking. I wouldn’t do that to you.
If you’re anything like me, just the thought of watching a bunch of cars racing around a track for hours but never really getting anywhere is too much.
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There’s too many cars, too many people, too many tyre changes, and way too many overpriced buckets of chips.
You’d rather curl up in a ball, watch Beaches on repeat, and serenade your dog, because he’s the real wind beneath your wings.
So I’ve put together a comprehensive list of all the things I’d rather be doing today, instead of yelling out words like ‘ooohhh, that was a close one’ and ‘cockpit’:
- Scooping up all the lint out of my dryer and making a lint man that I’ll name ‘Clyde’.
- Watching reruns of The Big Bang Theory.
- Calling up my high school maths teacher and asking him where I went wrong in my life.
- Going through the self service checkout with a whole trolley of fruit and veg.
- Listening to my mum recap the latest episode of Grace and Frankie.
- Standing under someone's armpit on a crowded train during a hot, humid day.
- Brushing Donald Trump's hair.
- Writing out a budget so I don't spend all of my money on indoor plants and Doritos.
- Looking at my face in one of those magnifying mirrors.
- Going bridesmaid dress shopping.
- Watching yet another episode of Married At First Sight. WHEN WILL IT END?
- Moving apartments.
- Waiting on hold for Telstra or Centrelink, or anywhere else that tells me that my call is important to them, but makes me listen to Michael Bolton while I wait.
- Forgetting where I parked my car at the local Westfield.
- Reading 50 Shades of Grey.
- Listening to an endless loop of Christopher Pyne talking.
- Building 5 Ikea bookshelves by myself.
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- Shopping for jeans. Or bikinis. Or just shopping IRL and not online, really.
- Cutting the hair out of my vacuum cleaner, making a merkin, and selling it at the local markets.
- Sitting in front of the mirror at the hairdressers wondering whether I've always been this ugly.
What would you rather be doing?