Many of you have asked what my post-Peace Corps plan is.
Well, I've finally figured it out.
I'm going to be a professional couch potato.
Yep, you read that right! A professional couch potato.
Pretty soon, my ass will be firmly planted on my brother's sleek, brown leather couch for an unspecified amount of time.
I will acquaint myself with mentors like Little Debbie and Twinkie, people who have not induced my blood sugar and cholesterol for the past two and a half years.
I will exercise, as my right thumb will work thee hell out of my brother's remote control.
And I will network--or more appropriately, neckwork, For my neck will work those big fluffy pillows that call my brother's couch home.
Pretty soon, that couch will be my comfy abode, too.
Not a half-baked plan, eh?
Well, I've finally figured it out.
I'm going to be a professional couch potato.
Yep, you read that right! A professional couch potato.
Pretty soon, my ass will be firmly planted on my brother's sleek, brown leather couch for an unspecified amount of time.
I will acquaint myself with mentors like Little Debbie and Twinkie, people who have not induced my blood sugar and cholesterol for the past two and a half years.
I will exercise, as my right thumb will work thee hell out of my brother's remote control.
And I will network--or more appropriately, neckwork, For my neck will work those big fluffy pillows that call my brother's couch home.
Pretty soon, that couch will be my comfy abode, too.
Not a half-baked plan, eh?
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