i’ve pretty much run out of time to keep this tumblr up. school and work aren’t leaving me with much time to do anything and it has suffered. maybe i’ll find the time in the future, but for now it’s got to get put on the back burner, so i’m gonna leave with this. still makes me sad, but also still gives me chills for how perfect it is.
probably when i first read one of the comics, quite a few years ago, though i’ll admit i was a little too young for it when it was in papers.
Whenever I wake up early, go for a bike ride, get some studying done, all before 10am, I feel amazing. It’s, quiet, peaceful, a great time to get stuff done. 99 times out of 100 when any alarm goes off before 9:30? That noise gets cut off and I’m back to bed til noon.
Kicking and screaming til the end, after writing out a full confession, he still tries to play innocent. You can’t say Calvin doesn’t have the never say die attitude.
(ignore the fact that Machiavelli’s entire legacy was based on what could very well have been a satire that nobody got, because then it wouldn’t really work)