I fell asleep in the bus on the way back home from campus and missed my stop and now i'm gonna be late for our remote lecture
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I fell asleep in the bus on the way back home from campus and missed my stop and now i'm gonna be late for our remote lecture
12th of August. The halfway point of my year. Today, I am 55-and-a-half. A little terrifying, though I mainly like where I am right now. And just to make things a little *more* terrifying, I'm gonna throw soomit out there into the aether where other people can read it and therefore might make me feel some smidge of obligation to deliver on it...
I want to have ten books out between now and turning sixty. Four and a half years!
No pressure, kid.
And the thing is I know for a fact I told him those documents need to be included because one of them needs an obscene number (daily check list for safety) and we talked about it! And yet he has done something like 20 packs without the documents.
And i only know because a field supervisor came in to mention it to me but I havent made a pack since like October!! UGH
Emotions and possible self-pity ahead.
The gay feminine urge to turn myself into princess bubblegum, so I can find my marceline
I'm going to miss Crimson Days. Like... A lot.
Love is very, very important to me. In my eyes, it's the force that seperates Light from Darkness. Caring, understanding, intimacy, friendship, romance... They're all things we need so much of right now.
I suppose if there's no more Crimson Days, we'll just have to make it every day.
-Talyn
why does every historical dipshit I end up reading about in detail turn out to have some digestive issue I swear to GOD
Am I watching Alex rider because I enjoyed the series thoroughly as a child and the nostalgia is pleasant or because I became briefly enamored with a blonde boy with a similar bone structure who has now left to Europe for several years? The world may never know