told myself I wouldn’t go online today. told myself i wouldn’t even turn the pc on.the last through days of my online life have been rather stressful. i’ve been fairly stressed outt, and have been moocching around the house all mmorning. I have finally located the problem. its time to hoist sails, if only for a while.

i need a holiday. a good one. no more cheeshire, no mooree england, no more stupiid blog. no more worrying about spelling. I want to see mountains and rivers and lakes. i want to drink coffee in rio; sip fosters in sydney; see the amazon. Iwant to go on mighty ocian liners in carribean waters, and walk anong the animals of the massai. this morning, mum challaged me. if I can organise a holiday, she will pay for it. what an offfer! just point me towards the airport.

of course, by their own admission, the parents are getting to ond to pull me up the andies, so I need a PA. any vvolunteers for an all/most expenses paid trip to…whherever the pin lands on my atlas?