getting hold of the latest issue of National Geographic Adventure while I'm already in a responsibility-averse state of mind probably wasn't the best thing to do... All I can think of now is whitewater-rafting in the Himalayas, searching for condors in Bolivia, rappelling down waterfalls in Colombia (while under fire from cocaine farmers no less), island-hopping in Belize, diving in the Galapagos, kayaking in the Antarctic etc etc etc... Total work-motivation-killer. Do you think I could marry a rich man who would be willing to pay for all my desired travels, for let's say an average of one orgasm a week? I don't even need him to be faithful as long as he uses protection. I mean, that sounds about fair don't it?
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