My boss' TMI makes my ears bleed

In most office settings, there are boundaries.  Not in mine.  My boss treats me as if I'm her very own personal BFF/therapist/lap dog all rolled into one convenient package that also happens to work for her 40 hrs/wk.  I've only had the distinct pleasure of working for her for the past two years, but somehow it feels like twenty.  I've vented these stories to my close friends, and all reply with the same conclusion; I could easily fill a salacious, some might even label it vindictive in spirit, novel with her daily musings.  Ironically, my boss is constantly saying how SHE could write a memoir based on her crazy life experiences.   Names will be changed for obvious reasons, but the stories will remain the same.  It's been said that "truth is stranger than fiction", and truer words were never uttered in this case.