You've heard of the man, the myth, the legend. Now get ready for the woman, the omen, the portent.
et tu?
everyone make sure you leave out the milk and cookies and knife and knife and knife and knife and knife and knife and knife and knife and knife and knife and knife and knife and knife and knife and knife and knife and knife and knife and knife and knife and knife and knife and knife tonight 🥰
🔪 knife stop 🔪
Take a knife or two to complete any tasks you need to finish soon. Reblog to give your mutuals a knife for any group projects you may be working on
Boys night on the 15th of March, in the senate! so excited so hang out with the boys, heard theres cake, hope someone brought a knife.
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You are Gaius Julius Caesar, and it's a lovely day in March.
I think kafka’s diaries are the strongest evidence that journaling is not necessarily good for your mental health
it's because he didn't use washi tape
i want there to be more fanfic aus where everything is the same but for one minor detail. everything is the same but there’s sentient animals wandering around. everything is the same but everyone is called gerry. everything is the same but two characters are siblings for no reason
At the Minnesota Fringe Festival in 2018 there was a show called “Hamlet, But Hamlet’s a Chicken.” It was more or less what it said on the tin. They had made arrangements to borrow some therapy chickens, and for any scene that needed Hamlet, an affectionate handler gently carried in that day’s chicken (it would be one specific chicken for any given performance, but they didn’t have one chicken play Hamlet the whole time as that would have stressed out the chickens) and set her on the stage and then the chicken got to wander around and do whatever she wanted as the other actors did the scene.
There was also, I think, a scene with swordfighting where it was “the fight scene, but everyone’s using pool noodles” and some other similarly bizarre changes, but the MAIN thing I remember
was Hamlet’s soliloquy
because they just announced, “Hamlet’s soliloquy!” and then brought out the chicken and set her on the stage and then let her just hang out being a chicken for like FIVE MINUTES and the entire audience watched, completely riveted. It helps that chickens are cute. At one point she fluffed up her feathers and everyone gasped. A+ show, would go see it again.
i just feel strongly that work shouldnt be the Main Activity of five days out of the week
it should be one day of the week so that when youre making plans with friends you can say "oh monday is your work day :( oh well there are six other beautiful days of our week we can hang out on! its ok! the birds have flown and the sun is immaculate! im positively shimmering with joy! oh boy! arent we so lucky to not be born into something much worse & soul crushing! i love you! i think i really do love you! and it would be ok if you loved me, i think! do you? do you really? thats magnificent! I've never felt happier than with my one Work Day!!! joy!!!!!!"
Every now and again I think of this Sarah tweet and just stare into the middle distance.
I feel like no one has ever really liked me and I’m just a useless, ridiculous fool, which is probably a good sign that I need to eat lunch.