Last night my wife and child were out for most of the evening, doing some sort of shopping thing with my mother-in-law. I had the run of the house, no chores to do, the option to stay home and do something thrilling or even hit the town on my own.
What I actually did was spend nearly two hours researching and writing a post for the Mafia game in this forum, then go to bed.
I am so boring, over 15% of the threads I have replied to on this message board have died right there.
I am so bored (at work), I actually counted them.
Hey mods, can we get a ThreadKiller stat to go with the Postcount 
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I posted about my first bikini wax because no one at home was interested.
I know exactly what HE is talking about. EndNote is great.
I’m so boring that I wish I had a really dull anecdote for this thread but I don’t.
My husband’s out of town this weekend. I’m really looking forward to it and have been planning my weekend for a month…
because I’ll have more space available for when I trim my curtains. And no, that’s not a euphemism.
Ha! I’M so boring, I researched YOUR boring question.
Actually what I should’ve said was that I’m so boring that I’ve been a member here for almost 5 years but I have less than 500 posts.
I’m so boring that when a friend of mine announced that she was going to try to write 1000 lines of blank verse, I thought that sounded like so much fun I had to try, too.
I’m up to 51.
You got a bikini wax? See, now that’s something happening and I think it may disqualify you. 
I’m so boring no one belives me! Maybe I’ll show off my tatoo. I’m interesting, really I am!
Hehe…you tie.
I’m so boring, I’m a Wikipedia grammar gnome. That’s right; my idea of a fun night is spending three hours surfing from article to article, correcting spelling and grammar on a website that anyone in the world can edit freely.
I may be boring, but I like to think I’m endearingly optimistic. 
Wow. I’m almost sorry I don’t have a computer at home. This coudl be my way of making the world a better place.
I’m so boring that during boring meetings at work I fantasize about spelling reform. See, we’ve got all these ambigous and useless characters in our alphabet. Vowels are too variable to represent phonetically, leave the vowels. But consonant reform? It’s a no-brainer.
So:
Character=current way the sound is written
B=B
C=Sh
D=D
F=F, Ph
G=Hard G
H=H
J=J, soft G
K=C, K
L=L
M=M
N=N
P=P
Q=Zh…like in azure
R=R
S=S
T=T
V=V
W=W, except letter is pronounced “wub”, not “double-u”
X=Ch
Z=Z
Ð, ð=Soft Th
Þ, þ=Hard Th
I was dating a guy a while back who would talk about his friends and family who were all circus performers, or government liasions, or professional puppetiers, or spent their summers de-lousing orphans in Somalia. When he was a kid the family had a CIA agent to guard them (I actually don’t think that little tidbit is made up, either). Personally, he owned a mine, and printed fabric and did all sort of other wacky stuff.
I pretty much decided to quit seeing him when I realized that I was the least interesting person he knew, with little hope of that changing. My current beau’s family is much more normal consisting of truckers, and secretaries, and accountants, and lawyers and whatnot. The fact that I occasionally do acting (ala Kramer’s “fake patient” gig in Seinfield) makes me fascinating!!
I don’t think that people who are interested in unusual things such as the OED are boring.
What’s boring are people who go around all the time complaining about being bored. It’s like they’re saying “entertain me” to the world. If you can’t make your own amusement or find things interesting on your own, well then you really are boring.
I have found my people. I am dull, dull, dull. I go to bed right after The Daily Show (of which I will not remember the jokes the next day); my idea of a wild and crazy night is a new murder mystery (British preferred–Rendell or James or Christie), and some cookie dough on a spoon.
I have little in the way of intelligence to contribute here, less humor and no fascinating stories of the past times. I also lack the wit and charm of the average parking ticket.
I suck as well as being boring. I’ll stop whining now and go away.
And I’ve done it again–killed another thread. Dull, dull, dull.
I’m so boring. All day at work I deal with explicit imagery of naked women displaying themselves and having sex with each other, and when I get home I animate 3D graphics for fun.
Oh wait, that’s not boring at all.
I am a librarian. I win.
You say that like it’s a bad thing.
I’m not boring, but I am excruciatingly average. I’m okay with it, though.