Good god, I'm hyperventilating. This is better than grilled cheese and mustard, better than S/Z and Lost, better even than coke and hefeweizen — I ask you, seriously, could there possibly be anything better than a Home Movies season 4 DVD with fan commentary by Modest Mouse?

I mean, the best season of my favorite show? My favorite band? Not even in my dreams had I thought to combine the two.

If you haven't watched Home Movies, you should. I actually saw the very first episode of Home Movies when it aired on UPN and... didn't like it. Abandoning Squigglevision in favor of Flash animation was a great move.

Still, you should try to watch the series in order, because a lot of the jokes depend on character development from previous episodes. If you're still skeptical, try watching episode 411, "Definite Possible Murder," a rare late-season stand-alone. Just... don't watch any other season four episodes.

After talking to Jenna a few days ago, and the whole "drinking" thing on Friday, I'm no longer panicking about this summer. If I end up in the Cities, everything is under control.

Well, not that I was panicking... I think my "panicking" is most people's "worrying." It's a good life. Actual panic is a feeling I get almost exclusively from threatening deadlines; in an emergency it can play a vital role in the writing process.

The thesis is not cause for alarm at this point either; I don't think I need to talk over anything more with my advisor or preceptor, and I'm hoping to finish the final draft by tonight. In any case, my mind is already on the future: this summer and wherever I go from there.

If three essays choose to stand in my way, they will be vanquished.