marriage

I've decided who I'm going to marry.
His name is Greg and he's a Wiggle.

He's got a nice voice, and he's good with children. He's adorable, and he's got a hot australian accent. Plus, he's a Wiggle, which probably means that he's rich as hell. (this is good)


Greg is the one in yellow.

We're going to meet when I take my class of preschoolers on a field trip to a Wiggle concert. He'll go into the audience, and there's going to be an adorable little girl sitting on my lap. He'll come up to sing to her, and in the process fall in love with me. Then we're going to get married.

I'm glad I've figured out what to do with my life. It's important to have goals.

ETA: Another Picture of Greg Page!