  alright. Here's the plan. The Plan: I will take the car keys out of mum's purse (for the eggmobile of course, no one will miss it. ) Then I will strategically slip out the office window, and land gracefully on the lawn outside. Then stealthily hijack (hyjack? ) the eggmobile and drive to Mexico. Occasionally stopping for bathroom breaks and perhaps a Frappuccino or two.
Then when I get to Mexico I will use my insane Spanish skills and open a restaurant called "Bailando Frida's" ("Dancing Frida's" for all those non-spanish speakers out there. ) I will become an instant success and live happily ever after in a huge house with Ricardo, the latino waiter who I started my business with, forever free of boredom. 
