That's right! I finished my draft! Draft darling! Finished! Draft! FINISHED DRAFT! Your boi has finished his draft! Say it again - draft! Something you still cannot do. Some of you can't even spell draft. That's right! It's finished! Work hard. Play hard. For free. FINI. Did I say I'd finished my draft, right now! i-am-so-thankful-for-my-life. Read more »

Labels: mental health, personal jazz, university

I can't help feeling that my previous post (also from today) was really serious and I feel quite depressed after writing it. In the spirit of quarantine shitposting I thought I'd write a second, positive post!! Also if you're not British and don't know about our very weird elitist editorial news media, 'Karen' is a 'classist' slur, apparently. (Against who exactly??? The white middle class? Really? And there's not even a hint of irony here?)

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Labels: misc, personal jazz