All through the school year, all I could do was talk about how I couldn't wait for summer. And now I'm just like...
I was lying prostrate on the couch the other day, desperately trying to relate to my mother the seriousness of my boredom. I tried to tell her that my brain was going to melt out of my ears. I tried to tell her that I was going to sit on the couch all summer eating potato chips and watching Maury until I had gained 700 pounds and couldn't go back to college in the fall. I tried to tell her that my brain was eventually going to bust a mainspring from lack of stimulation, and she would come home from work one day to find me lying on the floor surrounded by cans of unopened SPAM and yelling "IF YOU FRY IT, THEY WILL COME!!!" But my mother is apparently lacking in all maternal instincts and merely snapped that I had only been home a week and there was no way I could be that bored. Clearly, she has never been nineteen without a job.
Speaking of which, a job is hard to find. Did you know that? I didn't know that until I started trying to find a summer job. Even McDonald's hasn't called me back. I will be the only college student this summer sitting at home, with NO job, eating potato chips and watching Maury, surrounded by SPAM with my brain melting out my ears. Eventually, my body is going to fuse with the sofa. We will become one. I am sure of it.
So what HAVE I been doing with my summer, do you ask?
Nothing. Absolutely nothing. I have been home exactly one week and I already want to go back to school.
I literally sat in front of my laptop for an hour, staring at my blog, trying to figure out what to write about. I thought it was a little redundant to write about my lack of things to write about. But Boyfriend said it would be interesting. Like Blog-ception. Hence the post title.
The most productive thing I've done this summer so far was to find this website. I've sat here for literally half an hour listening to this over and over, dying of laughter. It's not even that funny. And admittedly, the lack of attention to grammar and spelling does irk me. But if I just listen instead of looking at the screen, it's okay.
Go and listen and laugh. It will make your life better.
Anyway, I have some extremely important episodes of Dr. Phil to catch up on. So I have to go now. But I feel like this is a weird way to end this post, so here's a picture that makes me laugh.