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After hour seven of my 30 Rock marathon yesterday I realized I already hated summer. This is a problem. I'm preemptively stressed about things that don't exist simply because I'm used to feeling constantly in a frenzy. I spent the entirety of Monday on collegeprowler trying to narrow down my list of schools and I'm still at 30. My free reading pile is growing insignificant in comparison to my school pile. I need a job. I got a questionable haircut yesterday. I'm avoiding facebook now to try and put off responding to an awkward message. All I do with my days is eat. And did I mention I really need a job?

..Back to 30 Rock.