That’s pretty cool.
Thesis is switching gears to a graduation paper. That should go well after my first big project startup for work is finished (starts sometime in mid-june, goes until sometime). Yum.
I also don’t have a white picket fence, but the house is in existence, so theoretically this is possible. Speaking of theoretical. We have fifty theoretical babies. We train them in our imaginarium where they are learning the Jedi arts. Pretty soon Mr. Palpatine is gonna know not to mess with us.
Occasionally, I am filled with rich chocolatey goo. That’s not quite the same as being rich, unless you eat me during one of those times. But please do not eat me. That would make me unhappy.
Not sure how I’ve helped the poor. I’m a big slacker. Though more money has gone to charitable causes this year. Theoretically I may have indirectly helped the poor. Which would be nice.
I have invented time travel. Sort of. See, my job had a long commute, so while travelling to and from work, I was tending to go faster throughout the day then most people. Therefore, thanks to time-dilation, I was getting slowly younger than most of the people I know. Pretty soon I should be able to harness this power to fight crime, where I can form my alter-ego: time man! (Bitten by a radioactive time, with all the powers of a time).
Goals for next Marriage Year
1. Finish Master’s Degree.
2. Develop Mutant Powers; Form an Elite World-Saving Team
3. Help the poor
4. Learn how to construct stairs
5. Produce offspring, thus ensuring I will not have to mow the lawn forever
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