Ramblings of a Rabid Reader...?

I've only traveled the world...the galaxy....the universe in my mind. Through the works of various writers (and no, Janet... none of them what I would term "intellectual"), whose texts overflow the confines of my tiny bedroom, I am a bona-fide world traveler.

Traveling is a cumbersome undertaking, requiring preparation, certification, thought and cash. Wads and wads of liquid assets. WADS! So it would be nice to be able to just pack up a small backpack with the essentials and head off. Something I plan on doing if I ever get to visit Aleeza in L.A. *peers at Aleeza in case she's reading this :D*

Wonder if I could smuggle myself onboard some ocean-liner heading towards her direction. I wouldn't have to worry about a visa or even a passport... only about being deported, and of course, finding a proper loo for the month on sea...

Hmm...

I'll admit it sounds funner (NOT!!!)... but I think I'll do it properly all the same, thanks.

Anyways, I'm just eager to see hubby... will post more on my trip out later :)