going once, going twice...

*singin* 'all my bags are packed i'm ready to go.. i'm standing here outside your door, i hate to wake you up to say goodbye. so kiss me and smile for me, let me know you'll wait for me. hold me like you'll never, let me goooooooooooo. cos i'm leaving on a jet plane, i dont know when i'll be back again...'

so i'm leaving the states and i REALLY don't want to. who wants to go to europe anyway with their dozens of languages and cute men with accents and... cute men with accents... DAMMIT... ok so I do but not yet! i can't change the date on my contiki tour though so i have no choice. if i can afford it though i'm coming back here for christmas. i should sell myself for marraige to someone to fund the trip. if you marry me you get both italian citizenship and an EU passport and australian citizenship. you can't get any better than that! so there it is, an offer on the table. if you know of anyone willing to pay me for marraige then give them my e-mail address, highest bidder wins.