Life Plans

Plan A: I write to the Obama-Biden administration and say, "Hey. I don't know if you are aware of this, but I'm kinda BFF with Chuck Blahous (like, spent a whole hour in the West Wing just chillin) and I've given a "Fight Global Warming" pin to Peter Orszag. So...you know, I'm a pretty solid bridge between the new and old administrations..." They tell me that I'm the epitome of awesome-ness, they hire me, I get sweet perks to compensate for my low salary, I get myself a cute apartment, I buy my parents a new kitchen, I buy my beta fish, Michael E. Phelps, a new tank with real plants in it, and we live happily ever after.

Plan B: I write to Hillary Clinton and say, "Yo Hils. We're both Wellesley alums. I'm class of '09, you were class of '69. And we both have October 26th birthdays....C'mon. I'll throw us a party. You bring your people, I'll bring my people. It'll be great." She writes back and says she needs someone like her, like me, to work at the White House. We become BFFs. She puts me through grad school. She takes me on trips to help save the world and I live happily ever after.

Plan C: I take the GRE and the LSAT for fun next fall, and try to go to whatever grad school will take me. I go to grad school, study for a few more years and come back to my blog to draft new life plans...

Plan D: (my mom's idea) Get married to someone I will love in sickness and in wealth.

Mother's always dreamed big.