I watched Grosse Pointe Blank for the fourth or fifth time, had some really good Mexican food, bought some brand new shoes in an obnoxious trendy brand (DKNY--but they were comfy shoes and 75% off, so it doesn't matter), sent in my FAFSA, paid the rent, and spent quality time with my SO. And experienced serious fear, uncertainty, and doubt regarding graduate school and such, and am ending an otherwise very nice day with depression and free-floating anxiety. Ah, well.