Pond Hopping

I remember thinking last year that I wanted 2003 to be a year of more international travel for work. I don't think I told anybody at work that, but rather just "put it out into the universe."

As I head over to London this morning, I realize that this is the third time I've been there in the past six months and that I have to go back in a couple of weeks. That's kinda crazy. It'd be more fun if I had some time to myself while I was over there instead of things being "work work work," but still it's better than going to Peoria. And maybe Larry could come along.

Next year, I'll have to refine my visualizations.