Hello, internet. You thought I'd pissed off, didn't you? Thought I'd fallen down, down into the crazy and dangerous whirlwind of Fife area nightlife. Here's how it is. Upon my return to St. Andrews, after traveling for about eight days straight, I came down with a fantastic cold, and by fantastic, I refer the heated conversations I hallucinated with my stapler. Now, having gotten over that, I have two essays due Friday and a trip to Fort William planned for next week I need to get sorted; and then I double-pinky-swear I'll recount my adventures in England and the beginnings of my vocation as a little girl traveling alone. But, because I am not ungenerous, to tie you over I offer a photograph taken in the historic and august city of London.
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