So Much Homework

I know I should be proud to be a grad student but sometimes it feels like I'm drowning. Last night, I had this really silly idea that if I just burned all my textbooks and notes in the trash can downstairs, it would magically solve everything. Of course, that's illegal and dangerous. Plus, even though it seemed so appealing for a second, I doubt it'd work anyway. So instead of setting fires or anything, I decided to watch an episode of Friends and eat a whole bag of chips. At least Netflix doesn't count as arson, right? Oh, and if my advisor reads this, sorry Professor, but you know how much stress these papers give me.