Actually, this is our 99th post. Next will be 100. And obvi, when you say 99, you have to sing. No? Oh, okay.
I really wish I were still in New York. I am weirdly enamored with the city. Maybe not weirdly. It's not like I have a stalkerish crush on it. But I really want to be there and not in CU and not in Chicago. Maybe someday.
I also really need to be writing/reading about George Sand. But so what if she smoked cigars? [Well, okay, that is pretty sweet.] I want to be done with this year more than I can possibly explain. At least I'm not alone in this feeling because I know for a fact that Annah feels similarly, and probably Amy does too. And the rest of the world, I'm sure. Why wouldn't they?
I was reading Cosmopolitan this weekend and there was this girl who was complaining, "I loathe when people call dinner dins--as in "Let's have dins at my place." I can deal with totes for totally and obvs for obviously, but dins? It's so annoying."
<---Really?
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New York?? but it's so BIG!! and I am applying for a Fullbright Grant for after graduation, and so maybe we won't all live in Chicago?? our lives will alllllllll probably go differently than anyone thought they would, guuuuuuuurllllzzz.
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