YOU MEAN I WAITED 160 EPISODES FOR JON AND MARTIN TO FINALLY GET TOGETHER
AMD I GET 5 - FIVE!!!!!! - MINUTES OF THEM BEING HAPPY BEFORE THE WORLD ENDS
WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS?!?!?!?
If jon was my boss when he asked me to do something id respond "eye eye captian" then walk outside and immediately get hit by a car
This goddamm Shakespeare (if that's even his real name) essay is going to be the death of me
Oh no,,,,,, macbeth got a wee bit emo whAT DO YOU WANT ME TO TALK ABOUT???
For any fellow peoples of the autisim who find they have no one to info dump with, I'm here. I'll listen and respond and try to learn about what you, now we, find interesting. Dw if you think it'll be annoying or burdening, if I thought that then I wouldn't have asked; just let yourself talk and lemme hear all about that shit please
Ladies, gentlemen and all the others in-between, we've done it. The Macbeth essay is done. It is complete. Finished. I no longer have to stay up late nights or be worried about it although I probably did do shit in it
I can't describe now relieved I am rn it's go good
YOU CAN LET US FUCK THE COFFIN BUT
THE TAPE RECORDER????? LET US GO FUCK OURSELVES, ROBERT.
THE COFFIN IS AN ENTITY THE RECORDER IS AN ARTEFACT WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT FROM ME
Get this 200 notes and I put the recorder on the Leitner Books Fuckability List
I may have been sick about 6ish times but other than that this is one of my favourite weekends and it's only Saturday
Still putting off the rest of that macbeth essay but that's a problem for future me so who cares
Edit: 7. 7 goddamm times. The sauna ppl don't lie when they say u should wait at least an hour after food, and a day after drinks
I am so close to being done with this damm essay, I see the light which shines so tantalisingly near. Any yet, the golden glow of "In conclusion" stands atop a mountain which I cannot roll my Macbeth shaped boulder; every moment I take a step toward the end the task increases the weight tenfold, corrections yearn for realisation and I, a poor fool with executive disfunction, become victim to yet another sleepless night haunted by their apparition.
Either this essay ends or I do
Elias, Peter Lukas, and Simon fairchild 200% have biweekly tea meetings where they gossip about the powers and make subtle digs at eachother
For anybody curious my essay was indeed licenced under a creative commons attribution non commercial share like 4.0 international licence
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