The Academy Awards.

HUGE CRUSH! 

...I just think Dev Patel seems so genuinely kind.

I weirdly love award show season, even though in all reality the entire concept is ridiculous.

Maybe it's the glamour.

Or Kate Winslet finally getting a much deserved Oscar. She is brilliant.

Or Penelope Cruz getting one too. As my cousin says, she is a goddess.

Or MILK shoving it in Prop 8 voters face - at least for a few hours of TV time.

Or Robert Pattinson presenting.

Or Man On Wire winning.

Or infectiously cheering for Slumdog Millionaire.

...and getting to see Tina Fey and Beyonce as much as possible is icing on the cake.

JUST DANCE.

...a sign Kori and I saw in Austin.

A heartwarming video to watch...

(Moral is: It'll be okay).

Happy Valentines Day, Every Day The Fourteenth. (Outkast).

                                               ...via LeLove.

Embrace it.

Listening to...

Ice Cream, Sarah McLachlan.

I'll Believe In Anything, Wolf Parade.

Birthdays are a BIG DEAL.

Whitney Caldwell, aka Mate:

Roommates in the Theta house through four consecutive semesters and three awesome rooms. Not living with her next year...unimaginable. Nope, I literally can't even think about it. 

Together, we have our own way of doing things. For instance, spending a restless Thursday night biking to two separate locations for the unbeatable combination of a cupcake and a beer on the patio.

And to have someone in your life that just gets you, I wouldn't trade it for the world.

I could use 3,000 adjectives to match the 3,000 inside jokes, but I'll limit myself to five.

Freeing.

Purifying.

Courageous.

Encouraging.

So unbelievably cute in everything she does.

So, in summation:

Happy 22nd Birthday to my inspiring South African social worker!