Why is it?? That I can go through the whole day feeling fine and dandy but the second I lay down for bed impending doom settles on me?
I think the biggest cheer I have ever seen at a eurovison party has been when we realised that Austria needed 100 to win. I still don't know how many points they scored because as soon as we heard 100- the room exploded and didn't really die down until they were performing again. I didn't want Austria to win but I needed Austria to win.
don't want to write I want to think very hard about my fic until it emerges from my head fully formed like athena
I love sitting down in the evening and trying to decide what activity I should do to unwind and then realizing an hour later that I have neither done an activity nor unwound
nothing more flattering than someone saying "oh don't get her going" in reference to you when a topic you're passionate about is brought up
I'm a ballista
I know this is going to make me sound pretensions but I have to get it off my chest. I feel an unimaginable rage when someone posts a photo and is like "this picture looks like a renaissance painting lol" when the photo clearly has the lighting, colors and composition of a baroque or romantic painting. There are differences in these styles and those differences are important and labeling every "classical" looking painting as renaissance is annoying and upsetting to me. And anytime I come across one of those posts I have to put down my phone and go take a walk because they make me so mad
That entire episode was hilarious to me because Ezra just found a feral Sith Lord in the garbage and immediately went "He followed me home! Can we keep him?" without any second thoughts. And then like the stray cat he is, Maul proceeded to push everyone's cups off the counter and vomit in Kanan's shoes.
I write a bit and I shitpost a lot.
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