I figure that going to school is optional.
I could, if I wanted to, get my GED and proceed to attempt some fail business... such as selling tin cans on the side of the road in order to make a small, respectable fortune.
Problem is, my goat would probably eat all of these.
So, what I really need to do, is sell the goat and buy a lottery ticket.
Or, I could get some sleep.
That could help, too.
Also, my mom's 80's pop music sounds like attack of the Felmo --- Furbie/Elmo.