Post about food will have to wait for another time. Recipe for comedy, stay up all night dreaming about your future and how amazing it will be and then when it's time to send in your resume for the job, have the internet crash on you. On the way to the basement trying to fix the internet, pass by a puddle of water in your kitchen. Look up at ceiling and realize that faucet you installed a couple days ago has slowly been leaking water. Look at the clock. You now have an hour and a half to fix the internet, fix the faucet, get a haircut, shower, pack, and meet the shuttle outside your house. Try not to freak out. Have your girlfriend call you a few moments after you realize how much water is in the bathroom. Tell her you really can't talk right now and oh my god, there is so much water, what am I going to do. And I still have to get a haircut. Hang up. Try to fix the faucet. Fix the faucet. Spill water everywhere. Call her back, apologize for being snippy and tell her you love her. Go to the kitchen wipe up all the water. Run out the door. Get your hair cut. You have no idea whether or not he missed a spot, you really don't care, just cut something, anything, oh my god look at the clock. Jump in the shower and decide that despite how much stuff you have to do and the fact that you still have to pack, write a blog entry. After you write the blog entry and submit it, sigh, close your laptop, toss it into your bag, hop unto the shuttle to the airport. Get there just in time. Check in. Get on. Ask the stewardess for glass of wine, because you're going to the Dominican Republic for a week for a wedding and you have been looking forward to this for a really, really long time.