the wrong side of the bed

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

put a fork in me, i am done

i need an exit strategy. so far i have come up with:

marry an eccentric millionarie*
get a teaching certificate
live in my parents' attic

what do you suggest?

* special thanks to sean mccarthy for reminding me that marrying an eccentric and waiting for him to make his millions is probably a shot in the dark. better to grab someone rich and hope they become eccentric.
10:50 AM

10 Comments:

Whatever happened to the toy store:
Why not Park Street?
Blogger Belle Reve, at 11:30 AM  
i was kinda banking on an eccentric millionaire husband to back my toy store.
Blogger dorotha, at 11:34 AM  
I vote 6 months of attic, when you make your next move.
Blogger A+, at 11:50 AM  
Once I get a new job and get to move, I could hire you to be my personal companion and entertain me.

And if an eccentric millionaire came along, you'd be totally free to marry him, as long as you shared the wealth with me.
Blogger Gwen, at 12:30 PM  
Or you could get a job that requires a sociology masters degree, since you already have that.
Blogger Gwen, at 12:33 PM  
Can I tell you how v. nasty people have been to me the last few days? It's text book "no good deeds goes unpunished."
Blogger Belle Reve, at 3:40 PM  
Since I have been considering going the eccentric millionaire route myself, I think you should do something else and not crowd the market.
Blogger Rhymes With Scrabble, at 12:07 AM  
what about these exit strategies?

joining the peace corps
studying art
getting adopted by wolves
hitchhiking the galaxy
zapping yourself into your computer like in tron

Also:

portable hole
expeditious retreat
phantasmal force
tenser's floating disk
Blogger Henry, at 10:39 AM  
It seems a waste of your talent not to be pushing your will upon the retail masses: TOY STORE.
Blogger Belle Reve, at 9:17 AM  
I'm tellin' ya, Dorotha, get a masters in library science and become a librarian. All the cool kids are doing it. Or maybe all the dorky kids. Just think, Henry and I would be your professional colleagues! Pretty frickin' fantastic I'd say.

lurve,
carole
Anonymous Anonymous, at 4:29 PM  

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