Let me just check the Teacher's Edition....

I love science. I'm not just infatuated with it. I don't want to just be friends. If I could marry science, I would.

I love science.

So, in an incredibly lucky turn of events, I have managed to secure a job next year as an algebra teacher. Yes folks, that's right, yours truly will be entering the education field armed with calculators, protractors, and cartesian coordinates! Does life get any better? (The answer there would be yes, yes it does). I don't really even remember all that much about algebra, but I figure that if I have the teacher's edition of the textbook (that huge six inch thick algebraic bible), I am good as gold. But, I am glad that I am through with the agony that is the constant job application process. I have memorized my work history, immunization record, last five hair colors, and the phone numbers and addresses of every single person with whom I have come into contact over the last three years. Needless to say, all of these people are tired of getting phone calls from people wanting to know if I can handle myself with only three different colors of overhead pens. So, hooray for the job.

As I am never satisfied, I have about 27 other possible careers lined up for the next few years. Among others, these include a photographer (if you haven't looked at the "My Flickr Photos" link on the right side of the page, you should), one of those dudes that paints the lines on the street, an Olympic table tennis player, and, of course, a rock star...or, (gasp!) I might just stick with the teaching. I am bound and determined to have at least 4 major careers by the time I am thirty years old. So, if you ever need your picture taken, some "do not pass" stripes in your driveway, a rousing game of Ping Pong, or just the best concert of your life, give me a call.