reach for the whiskey, boys; reach for the stars

i am become Dougie Fresh, destroyer of worlds

may you all discover an interesting new hobby this year, and try a new recipe you’ve had your eye on, and find time to explore somewhere, and never walk past a bookstore without ducking in to look, and find a new hyperfixation, and watch your favourite movies over and over again, and find happiness wherever you are

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petition to change all of academia’s “et al” to “& besties”

Jacobi's scared of ducks cause a whole flock of em pushed his mom off a cliff

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