@ossobuco,
If you're so bored why don't you cease coming into this splendid establishment? I think it's great and the brilliant conversation and repartee are almost as good as the chance it provides to take the piss out of certain parties of the masculine gender who shall remain nameless because I am that sort of discreet English gentleman who wishes them to remain so.
There are odd sentences which appear from nowhere. And even phrases such as "almost as much" which to a literary man is as revealing, from an economic point of view, as if a classy dame threw her skirt up over her shoulders and mooned it at me gratuitously. There's the debt mountain. One can never polish silver and glassware to a point at which it can't be polished further and thus provide an improved sparkling and glowing frame to appear in than was the case yesterday.
That quote from Jane Austen I offered for the consideration of my good friends was not in the least boring. It brought to my mind the tales an old acquaintance of mine told when on leave about American widows on the QE2 enjoying the money their husbands had left them. He was a junior officer on the boat.
Ladies are not as susceptible to saturated fats as men are. I think if men had themselves bled once a month it might even things up. And we know from Ms Austen that they were aware of it in the early 19th century. Stendhal's doctor knew the right diet for the joker's symptoms.
I assume that your contributions to this thread, all of which I have read, means that all the other alternatives to posting and reading here are more boring.
Nothing is boring my love. Nothing. If it's alive I mean. I cannot ever remember being bored after I figured out how interesting being bored is. It frees the mind which all the exciting things are there to chain up.