Stuck at home, bored and alone, you'd think I could have some fun of my own.

But I'm bored AF.

With Cecily and Stephanie.

What's up, everybody, and welcome to Board A-F.

We are recording this just so you know.

I don't know why you care. It's in your business, really. Right. Why am I so aggressive? And if I sound distracted, I'm going to tell you why straight up. Okay. I'm going to just tell you why straight up.

My bestie from high school. And this is why I'm going to put away my phone. But she just texted and she sent a collage that we'd made together in high school. We used to make these collages out of magazines. And we made a similar one called Boys of Summer. And we would just cut out the names of boys we liked and tape them onto this collage that we would like put on the wall. I mean, pretty fucking crazy. So, and I have one that I posted and hers is like that BFF with Sess. She would spell out Sess. Boys of Summer, Scott, Rock and Bowl, because we go to Rock and Bowl, all that, right? And I have mine. I posted on Instagram, of course, you know, years ago. And she just sent me. She's like, I found this in our garage. I'm tossing some stuff. But I made sure to get a photo for you. And I just wrote back, do not throw this away. Do I mean nothing to you? You cannot find something like this and then be like, yeah, we're tossing. I understand. You have a family of four.

You need to make room for like their stuff. You're not a hoarder. I mean, I swear I'm not a

horse. I'm very messy right now because I'm in a situation where I have a not well dog. So things are a little, little topsy-turvy over here. But I don't, I have like a handful of things. I don't have a garage. So I have like a box of things that like some memories, a couple, you know, journals, things from our childhood that we want. But let me tell you, that collage ain't going nowhere. It's got a cut out picture of a guy named Billy that I liked. I cut it out from the yearbook and taped it onto the collage ain't going nowhere. It's got a cut out picture of a guy named Billy that I liked.

I cut it out from the yearbook and taped it onto the collage with like all the fun, like movies.

Like that was written out because we went to the movies once. I mean, I have that stuff too.

We've done we've done patrons where I had a list. I had a whole list of all the memories, like with my best friend,

like all of our private jokes, all of our memories.

None of them sounded all familiar to me.

Like when I have some of those, but don't toss those.

That's your, I'm not tossing it.

No, no, no.

I'm saying I have one of those boxes with all of those kind of memories. And

when I go through it, it's so funny because I've found that list. And it seems so exciting. And then

I go, nothing. No recollection. It's like something like. And I'm like, nothing. I got nothing.

My friend Tanya and I used to have like a lot of like very absurd specific things.

Some of it I remember, but sometimes I'm like, oh, what was yellow?

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