I am sick. Being sick makes me very dramatic and annoying. The only thing that seems good about the world is that the unaired episodes of Don’t Trust the B have hit Hulu. If you’ve seen it, you know James Van Der Beek and Krysten Ritter deserve every award and if you haven’t you are totally missing out.
Perfectly compatible as far as food's concerned
- [after looking at myriad fancy wedding catering options]
- Kate: God, I would just so much rather have tacos.
- Jeff: Me too. Done.
Child, teenage, and college Kate would have laughed in your face if you told her that adult Kate can’t sleep past 7:00 a.m.
Compressed-day-off-Friday jam.
(Source: Spotify)
"I already got you a birthday present. OH NO, hope I didn’t jinx you!"
— Mother
#ugh
I have fixed our air conditioning units and our Internet since Jeff left for Minnesota last Friday. For some reason that is not enough and now I’m getting the return of the bugs in our apartment.
Saturday night jam.
(Source: Spotify)
Francoise Nielly is amazing.
(h/t Andrew Sullivan, heh)
Saturday morning jam.
"If you’re going to be irrationally self-critical constantly, you might as well have jacked-out arms."
— I’m adopting this motto immediately. This is a great read in general.
“I guess this is what marriage is, or was, or could be. You drop the mask. You allow the fatigue in. You lean across and kiss the years because they’re the things that matter.”
― Colum McCann, Let the Great World Spin
Perfection in its non-perfection.
