Where do you see yourself in five years?
Wollowing in my self depravity while stumbling through my preconceived notions of adulthood.
Although an astronaut eating bagels somewhere near Jupiter sounds pretty wicked.
P.S They'd be New York bagels the only real bagels. Or the jalapeno cheese ones from "insert chain store here" because the west coast rots your taste buds clean off.
P.P.S It's in the water or so I'm told, NYC bagels that is.
Post Post Post Script this is why I get nowhere in life.