For the life of me this is the most creative title I can think of

Oh, man. I think I've come to a conclusion: I am officially suffering from burnout. All the symptoms are there. Google it. I am so fucking glad that I have less than a month left in Columbus. Of course there's the little matter of being very close to broke with lots of people to pay off and no jobs lined up. But at least I'll be in new surroundings. Oops, food's done, gotta go eat. Wasn't this stimulating conversation?