Apparently Miss KT has been trying to get me to help her with an assignment for her business class all week long. Bad me. I was under the impression that I was helping her finish an assignment that was a "what would you do?" scenario, but no. We sit down to work on this, because she has to turn it in tomorrow (online), and I discover she hasn't looked at the assignment sheet. We (I say WE because I KNOW who will be doing the thinking on this cute little project) have a three-page, single spaced paper to write, detailing her dream career, her practical career, and her nightmare career. Swell. Her dream career is to be a swimsuit model, and follow up with a multi-page spread in Playboy. Now WE get to research how one becomes a swimsuit model. WE also have to include the results of her self-assessment tests, that she didn't take because she is SO NOT introspective. "Mom, I have to take this self-assessment. What do I like to do?" Besides drive your mother insane? Gee, couldn't tell you. This is going to be a very long night.