What boredom does to me

So i spent my evening hunched over 3 chicken drumsticks, armed with forceps and needles, honing my suturing technique. Man was it challenging, mainly because chicken skin isn't meant to be sutured and also because my foreceps were the dodgy plastic sort which didn't hold too well.

Pig's trotter's next! (Why do I suspect suturing pig's trotters would be way healthier than eating them?)