So, Gary's out of town for a couple days and that means I have the overwhelming urge to play on Pinterest all day, just clicking "like" on innumerable shirtless Gerard Butler photos. Without Gary here to guide me down the path of productivity, I will soon be immersed in a pallet-turned-coffee table project and new 15-minute workout plans.

Pinsanity
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I have never encountered anything that can suck time out of a perfectly good day like Pinterest can. Sometimes I blink out of my Pinterest daze and wonder: What day is it? How long have I been sitting at the computer? Why hasn't anyone notified local authorities that they haven't heard from me in three days?