It's such a strange job, playing blackjack on the deck
Yesterday was very full of doctors. Afterward I fell over. Today has been spent mostly in the same mode. It's very frustrating. I spent this entire month so exhausted that I had run out of clever ways to describe it even before I got sick. I don't seem to have any kind of energy at all. I did have things I'd like to be doing.
Courtesy of
dhampyresa:
sunflower_auction, a fanworks auction raising funds for humanitarian aid in Ukraine.
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yhlee: World Unite for Ukraine, an international fundraiser partnered with the U.S.-Ukraine Foundation.
I am for the third year a tradition on classicist Tumblr. I have also been incorporated into a collage. I feel like I have a legacy. This ghost poem I did not write for Lucan is also pretty great.
I loved Winifred Holtby's South Riding (1936) and now have a much harder time taking the ending of the film, with apologies to Ralph Richardson, at all seriously.
The explosively fuchsia ground cover that looked from a distance like a shag carpet crossed with a baking soda volcano turned out to be phlox.

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I am for the third year a tradition on classicist Tumblr. I have also been incorporated into a collage. I feel like I have a legacy. This ghost poem I did not write for Lucan is also pretty great.
I loved Winifred Holtby's South Riding (1936) and now have a much harder time taking the ending of the film, with apologies to Ralph Richardson, at all seriously.
The explosively fuchsia ground cover that looked from a distance like a shag carpet crossed with a baking soda volcano turned out to be phlox.


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Congratulations, you institution, you!
May May be 100 percent less crowded with doctors.
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Thank you! As well as for the other two!
*hugs*