Yesterday we spent the majority of our day watching 30 Rock season one.
To say my brain felt like pudding at the end would be an accurate assessment. I went to bed humming the theme song but something really pathetic happened during the night.
I woke up having to use the restroom, but somehow my brain was telling me I couldn't get out of bed until I finished writing this week's episode of TGS. So I stayed in bed and a half alive, half dream state (mainly dream state?) until I had "finished" writing.