oh falling behind, falling behind. i feel that i'm falling behind.

still have yet to decide on a destination. i fear that berlin might be a foolhardy choice. or, rather, i have been told on numerous occasions, in numerous conversations that berlin might be a foolhardy choice.

it's not that it's anything short of amazing. everyone has said.


berlin is killer.


it's that teensy tiny thing called le football that will be taking that nation by storm, and though i would probablly enjoy getting swept up in a little world cup enthusiasm, the booking and etc might be irksome.

of course, twas my numba one stunna.

and i so very much wanted to stay in this room.

now what do i do? i'm at a loss. well, that really translates to i'm at a gain - too many enticing choices. i really should just resort to push-pinning a map, like some sort of character from a seafaring adventure.

maybe i should also get over my determination to get off the beaten path. though i know i got my own to conquer. and yes, i do believe that is an adaptation of a headline i once wrote for a GM vehicle. a chevy trailblazer to be exact. ah, when you quote your own drivel, you know things are good.