Friday, February 19, 2016

Happy Friday


the first photo of alex and me. before we started dating.

Has a song ever caught you off guard and brought back a tidal wave of memories? That just happened to me this morning.

This song came on, and I was like whoa. I used to listen to that album non-stop when Alex and I just started dating. Listening to the song gave me all the good feels. The brain is such a crazy thing. How does it work?! :)

We're escaping to a warm beach in Belize for a few days! Been working crazy hard this week to wrap everything up before leaving tomorrow night, and everything is finally coming together. Have a great weekend!

Wednesday, February 10, 2016

Full Force



We both found ourselves in this spot where, when you want to make something like this, you have no other option but to go full-force or not at all.
- Abbi Jacobson in Interview Magazine


Who is excited for Season 3?!

Tuesday, February 9, 2016

The Nose by Gogol

photo via riptin

We are 1/10th of the way through 2016 already, and I've only read one (very short) Russian novel so far. Time to pick it up!
Он взял бережливо найденный нос в обе руки, сложенные горстью, и еще раз рассмотрел его внимательно.
- Так, он, точно он! - говорил майор Ковалев. - Вот и прыщик на левой стороне, вскочивший вчерашнего дня. Майор чуть не засмеялся от радости.
Но на свете нет ничего долговременного, а потому и радость в следующую минуту за первою уже не так жива; в третью минуту она становится еще слабее и наконец незаметно сливается с обыкновенным положением души, как на воде круг, рожденный падением камешка, наконец сливается с гладкою поверхностью.
Only after a while did he with care take the thus recovered nose in cupped hands, and again examine it attentively.
“It, undoubtedly. It, precisely,” he said at length. “Yes, and it even has on it the pimple to the left which broke out on me yesterday.” Sheerly he laughed in his delight.
But nothing lasts long in this world. Even joy grows less lively the next moment. And a moment later, again, it weakens further. And at last it remerges insensibly with the normal mood, even as the ripple from a pebble’s impact becomes remerged with the smooth surface of the water at large.