This is my hundredth post, and I'm going to spend it pointing out that they're making a film of the first Georgia Nicolson book. I am a) thrilled yet b) concerned that it will fall drastically short of my expectations. Probably "benignly indifferent" would be a more appropriate reaction for someone who is twenty-two and not fourteen, but there you have it.
After excitedly deciding last night to go on a Northern University Tour of Durham and York on my day off, I have in the cold light of day decided not to, as it will cost a hundred pounds and take ten hours on the train (five forth, five back). It wouldn't make much difference, anyway. I've basically settled on York, and I just need to drink a giant mug of coffee (massively undercaffeinated this morning), think it through one more time, and then send in the accommodation application so I can live in Wentworth College.
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