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May 18th, 2008

Friday, when I got home from work, the first season of 30 Rock was there waiting for me. So I thought to myself, "Hey, I'll just watch an episode while I get ready to go out."

Then I looked back up at the clock and it was 1:30 in the morning.

And then Gob showed up in the world's shortest bath robe and now I have a new favorite show in the entire galaxy. Because 30 Rock isn't just crazy. It's space-crazy. The terrible thing, though, is that I spent Saturday at work trying to stay awake and interact with the public like a normal human being should but, no, I don't have the skills for that. I'd be in the middle of helping a patron find a book or movie and then my mind would shout "SEX POOPING" and I'd have to clamp my hand over my mouth and turn away so I could laugh to death.

That is no way to live, my friends.

Okay, actually, it's exactly how I want to live.

How many of you on my friends list watch this show and why did it take me so long to watch it myself? You better have good excuses and colorful charts!

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