Another semester in the books! I genuinely didn't think I could do this (I wrote 120 pages of essay this semester, not including works cited), but I'm stoked! And I'm officially done with 5 class semesters! (At least until grad school?)

Does... Does Bram Stoker think horses are dogs?

Got back my Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde paper today.

I have never been so proud 🥲 (first footnote is attached to the word "hide," second attached to the word "hidden.")

Needing to forcefully remind myself that they're not using 21st century slang in an academic text written in 1954.

In my History of Criticism class, we read sections from Friedrich Von Schiller's (the man who wrote Drink Milk Love Life) On the Aesthetic Education of Man, written in the aftermath of the French Revolution and Reign of Terror. I think I'm too cynical right now for this, but it's inspiring anyway.

Reading Kant. Making good use of my margins.

I'm going to throw hands with this dude I swear to fuck.

This evening I discovered that *someone* decided to shit in the middle of the black rug in the middle of my entryway only after I stepped in it. But Doll has since made several very compelling arguments in her defense, so it must have been someone else.

How on earth did I just groom an entire kitten of fur off my 8lb short hair cat in a single brush session? (I don't think I even got it all, she just got tired of me brushing her and left me)

When I decided it was a good idea to work full-time and take five classes, I did *not* expect to kill it this hard.

Feeling weirdly proud of my Jade plant right now! First photo's from June when it was so floppy I had to tie it to a stick. Second photo is from today.

It is fitting that my first post on here be of my best girl.

Gosh she's cute.