Self-Fulfilling Prophecies

Yesterday my dad left this message on my voice mail:

'On January 9, 2010 I blasted off into space on the NASA space shuttle to the moon with the other astronauts. I brought my diary so I could write when there was nothing to do. But I had to go to college for six years and I brought back three moon rocks.' Can you tell me where this quote is from?

I thought, and thought, and Googled and Googled some more, thinking it must have been from a book I loved as a child. It didn't make the most sense in the world, but pretty poetic, right?

Tonight I sent him an email telling him I gave up.

Oh. I found it while going through some boxes yesterday. It's from a student newspaper "printed" at Courtney Elementary. It's your prediction as to what you will be doing in 2010. Second grade, I think. Maybe a little later.

Seriously? In the second grade I knew it would take me six years to finish college?

More or less scary than my crazy cat lady prediction?

You Know You've Made it When

...an article you've written has been cited in a text book. [Item 1, Row 5]

Yes, it was a crappy round-up I wrote on beauty companies selling special products for Breast Cancer Awareness Month. Yes, I wrote it while doing a college internship at Women's Wear Daily. Yes, there was "additional reporting from." And, yes, the text book is the third edition of Marketing Management, which is only available online.

You also know you google yourself too much when you find this out on page 15 of your name. At 1:32 a.m.