I shall stop envying other people for their enriching lives and stop moping over the fact that I have no life.

I shall imagine that someone somewhere would rather trade with me, though it's hard to imagine.

I shall get my butt down to work and try to achieve that hovering-just-out-of-reach 3.6, because I can do it if I stop blogging, like, right now.

I am incoherent.