The other day in the car, I asked Jude Law if I was boring. He laughed, said of course I wasn't, and offered me some Doritos. I didn't believe him, so I rephrased the question and made him answer again. He told me that if I was boring, he wouldn't come over to my apartment every night to watch Netflix with me. And then, I said, OKAY BUT DO YOU REALIZE THAT WHAT YOU ARE DESCRIBING IS A BORING PERSON'S LIFE? And he said, You're not boring; you're wonderful.
But then I impulse dyed my hair anyway because I believe in doing non-boring things just because I'm alive and allowed.