In My Defens

Oh to be a little orange cat curled up safely in a dragons tail.

mind palace that was formerly a palace until the ruling family was killed mercilessly for its crimes. and now it's the thinking woman's socialist republic.

they're trying to get me to do something called ""my job"" instead of reading about medieval english poaching laws

original reddit post

you don’t realize how important lunch is until you’re wandering around thinking about how unloveable and untalented and uniquely cursed you are and then it’s 4pm and you finally eat lunch and you go Oh. oh right.

lot of people commenting on this post like "who eats lunch at 4pm that's a terrible time to eat lunch" yes. that is the point. 4pm lunch is inadvisable. 4pm lunch is not the ideal. 4pm lunch makes the mind demons real.

God I fucking love being a monk at the Monastery of Lindisfarne on this fine morning of June 8th, 793. I love looking at all the gold and silver objects and alive monks that live here.

"this is unbecoming of me" is genuinely a useful thing to have in your mental toolbox

great. a chivalric order has started nesting under my porch & theres no way i can afford a warlock to come clear it out so i guess now ive got to deal with men-at-arms swearing oaths of valor right outside my window at 4 am every morning

if Humpty Dumpty ever stopped being in danger then he would lose his identity & go insane

"history will absolve me" as the e-mail signature

Let! That! Baby! Eat!!!!!!

absolutely LOST in the sauce