Make a very boring story.

My brother was playing League of Legends on his computer. He was listening to music. His laptop is plugged into the circuit. The circuit runs through the house. I watched. I sneezed. He was doing a normal game. He chose Wukong, his favorite champion. He likes to troll his enemies. Anyway, he farted. I left. He was boring. Since the dawn of time, before man was brought to existence, there was nothing. After man was created, man was created. It was boring. My day was connected to other days. Time is in one continuum. All my days are boring. The day that my brother was playing, he plays every day. So my days go long. In the summers especially. It is long and hot. I read The Grapes of Wrath today. It was not interesting. It was written during the time of America's Great Depression. History is amazing. There is a lot of history. This day is elongating. I was born on some day. This story might make no sense. It is not suppose to connect. It does not have to make sense. But I will get to the real point. I was in bed. I was sleeping. It was peaceful. It was night time. I was tired. I counted sheep. Sheep are fluffy. They are like clouds. How peaceful. It was nice and cozy. I sneezed. I farted. I looked up. I looked around. My head was on the pillow. I did nothing. I decided to read a book. It was book about the American Revolution. I read aloud in a slow, calming voice. The American Revolution was about how the Americans declared independence from Old England. I did not want to read. I listened to something. It was Sparky the Dog. He barked and barked and barked. He went silent. He went to sleep. I wanted to do something. I tried to sleep. I went to the bathroom. I farted. I was lazy. I went to the kitchen. I opened the refrigerator. I felt happy. There was food in the refrigerator. I was not hungry. There was meat, vegetables, fruit, dairy, and one other thing. I forgot what it was. I don't think it was junk food. It probably was junk food. I did not eat anything. I could usually think about a lot of balls when I am not hungry. I can think of tennis balls, volleyballs, golf balls, basketballs, baseballs, croquet balls, footballs, even though that one isn't actually shaped like a ball, dodge ball, and fruit. They're the shape of balls. I think of fruit like grapes, apples, bananas, carrots, avocado, but I don't think that is a fruit, there is pomegranate, and the list goes on. There is also other things. There are nuts, almonds, but they grow on trees. Peaches are fruits. I think of foods when I get hungry. Now I remember. There are blueberries, raspberries, boysenberries, I keep thinking about poison when I think of that, cranberries, and I like to eat oatmeal. A very nice, delicious, warm, tasty, fine oatmeal. I make oatmeal with milk and the oatmeal. Actually I use very hot water. It is called boiling water. It is mighty fine. I get hungry when I think of food. There is nothing I can't do but think of food. So i don't eat anything from the refrigerator. I like to go on and on about things. For example, I made a list of things I do whenever I am bored, but I can't think of much. I guess I am just not bored enough. So I decide to go to sleep. I went to my bed. I get sleepy. Then, I fall asleep. I think. I could do many things. I could things such as reading, typing, looking, seeing, thinking, listing, farting, smelling, feeling, nodding, sitting, smiling, bordering, pondering, questioning, understanding, asking, wondering, imagining, creating, soaring, feasting, eating, sleeping, moving, exercising, repeating, listening, touching, pressing, looking, inventing, writing, tasting, speaking, saying, hearing, answering, using, screening, scanning, searching, sitting, posturing, gesturing, living, smelling, staring, noticing, looking, sensing, blinking, trying, improving, improvising, mastering, defining, hoping, a lot of things, anything, everything, nothing, as I had just done with all these many things at the moment that I have done.