this liminal space between receiving a phd offer and waiting possibly months for funding outcomes is already so strange to occupy and it's only just begun 😅 what do people even do with their feelings at this stage

joining a new d&d campaign tomorrow with a stay-at-home druid dad worn down within an inch of his sanity by a toddler child who constantly wild shapes into a vicious goose. his name is david and i am already in love with him

well, i'm here now, let's do an introduction

i'm mag! mphil student researching emotions & masculinities in old norse poets' sagas. i enjoy (predictably) axe-wielding sad boy poets, queer lit, textiles, baking, & chilling near bodies of water

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