dinner conversations

oh how i loathe the banalities of dinner conversation with my mother. hence my lack of enthusiastic remarks that are required for a two-person conversation, hence maureen's frustration, and hence her strategic maneuver to ruin my life slash bring up after graduation plans. this is not a subject i particularly enjoy, especially while eating, so i excused myself from the dinner table. don't worry, it was just salmon. i'm actually convinced that the burns household is single handedly massacring the entire world's population of salmon. but that's neither here nor there. instead, i'd like to discuss with you the most productive conversation i've had in quite a while, with none other than alexandra nicole michel. i'll break it down for you...pretty much she said, "where should we move that is far away from everyone when we graduate?" so i said, "miami?" and she said, "i was thinking more like thailand." so after a few minutes of tossing around random locations, i decided siberia was the place. we will both become professional tusken raiders; basically we can utilize our natural states of pallor to our advantage by blending in with the natural surroundings of snow and polar bears. then, having naturally camouflaged ourselves, we can shoot passersby and steal their belongings, using what little money we acquire to buy vodka and borscht. then, in our spare time we will raise and train siberian tigers from an igleepee, or an igloo-teepee. being professional tusken raiders we will obviously travel by bantha, which i'm sure run rampant in siberia and not just the fictional planet of tatooine. and if none of this ends up working out, or if i get frostbite and die or get amputated or something, i think the next best bet would be to make a tusken raider-inspired fashion line and become super rich and famous. siberia equals the promised land.