Hope the interviews turn out well. If you get the luxury of choosing one from the other, it's worth thinking a few years down the line. Unless the elevator factor comes into play of course! Go for the big kill of the phobia. Find a massive building with one that goes up the outside, and just ride it and ride it till you get bored. Or have a coronary.
I think the lady in the street sounds like one of those potentially wondrous chances that just seem to happen when you're least expecting them.
Oh, and I hate the word TWITTER so much, I refuse to go near it. Mind you, as I can't be arsed to keep my FB page up to date that's hardly surprising.
This is a prefabricated message (definitely copy pasted) to say thank you for leaving a comment on my new set. I would totally write you something sweet and personal but unfortunately I have laundry to do and dogs to feed... and....
I think the lady in the street sounds like one of those potentially wondrous chances that just seem to happen when you're least expecting them.
Oh, and I hate the word TWITTER so much, I refuse to go near it. Mind you, as I can't be arsed to keep my FB page up to date that's hardly surprising.