I've been thinking about this quote from Bridget Jones' Diary lately...
Only in my case it reads:
"At times like this, continuing with one's life seems impossible ... and eating the entire contents of one's fridge seems inevitable. I have two choices: to give up and accept permanent state of poor graduate studentness and eventually be eaten by wild dogs... or not, and this time i choose not. I will not be defeated by my advisor and an awful thesis topic! Instead, i choose vodka. And Andrew Bird."
Ok so maybe that is a little extreme, but lately I have been feeling like eating the entire contents of my fridge ... only I really don't have any food. And I really would rather be drinking than thinking about drought over the Great Plains, but probably I would choose a good stout or porter. And my love life is pretty much nonexistent, unless you count cuddling with my roommates cat and having a 2 hour allergy attack. So, Bridget Jones, I totally understand you!!!
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