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When I went to write this post, I still had the post I was going to make from Monday, when I was undergoing crazy irrational depression and angst over my glimpsing the light at the end of the College Tunnel.

Now, for a scenario which encompasses one of the primary ways I keep sane. *ahem*

You find yourself clinging to the side of a mountain, certain death above you, certain death below, and a patch of strawberries near your left arm. What do you do?

The correct answer is pretty obvious. Eat the strawberries.