May 15th 2049

I was looking at some of my personal information at work, and it turns out that my retirement date is May 15th, 2049. 42 years away. That is of course assuming I stay with Sterling Savings Bank. Although the date will probably be the same no matter where I I work. It seems like a long time, but I am sure those 42 years will just fly by. Then I'll retire at the ripe old age of 65, live another 10-15 years, then die. It sounds a little depressing when I think about it that way.

In other news, the quarter is plugging along. 2 weeks into it, which means only 8 weeks left. Then on with life. There are of course things in between. My home, or rather my parents house will be going on the market soon. I'll be going back mid-may to try to clean out my room and other stuff. Although I don't really know what I'll be doing with it all, since my room at my apartment is quickly filling up.

I think I will become anorexic. Although admittedly it will be difficult not to eat anything, so I will probably at least have to start off being bulimic, to be stem to cravings for food. I know doing so is bad for your teeth an asophogus, but the only other alternative I can think of is to take up heroine, but such a habit would be very expensive, and I just don't have the money for such a habit now. Bieng anorexic not only has the benefit of not having to buy costly drugs, but I will also save money on food. Even with the occasional binging, I should still save money on food. I just don't see how this plan could be bad.

Since I don't really have anything else to say (although some could say that I haven't had anything to say this entire post), I think I will end with the words of Donald Trump "In the end, you're measured not by how much you undertake but by what you finally accomplish."