How to Make It in Life

I've been more tired before, and more stressed out, and even more insane, but never in quite the combination as I am right now. And it's not even anything big. It's just a bunch of little things piling on, like it's time for the gods to become aware and jealous and spiteful of me. "I am humble!" I say as I shake my fist towards the heavens. I guess it's been my recent 60 hour work weeks, having to move out of my apartment in the next month or so, the car not working properly at the most inopportune times, the laundry piling up, the toilet acting strange, my friends acting stranger... And through all this, all I wish is that I could just dive into a big ocean of jello, plunging to the bottom, 200 feet down. I would eat myself out a home down there, with a few books and some fine wines. But instead of reading or drinking, I'd just fall into a deep slumber from which no alarm clock or cell phone could awaken me. It's not the big sleep, just a long snooze in my jello hideout. Right now, that would be quite the place to be.