“Like 10% is so smart and awesome and full of great quirky blogs, and then 90% is the diary of a teenager.” – Jenni Maier
In my burgeoning begrudging relationship with Tumblr, I have come to find that this description could not be more apt. I haven’t found too many quirky awesome blogs yet, but my roommates and I do enjoy My Pink Cloud when we’re in the mood for pictures of naked people that make you feel warm and fuzzy inside, if that counts? (Just don’t go poking around in the notes though. Unless… well you know.)
Marnie’s face about sums up most of the Crushable staff’s opinions of Jessa’s wedding in the Girls season finale. But what about all the great little moments that came out of the wedding? Read our recap here.
As my surname is “Woodsmall,” I have been on the receiving end of countless jabs, from friendly nudges as well as malicious punches. And, to be honest, I would rather my son, if I am to have one, not have to endure the mindless ridicule that I at times have struggled with throughout my young life. But I’m proud of my father and his father and so forth, as well as my heritage, and I hope to share that with my family, especially my wife.
Although I’m generally not opposed to taking my husband’s last name, I reserve the right to change my mind if his last name is particularly long or hard to spell. I’ve been saddled with a hard to pronounce German last name made up of a weird amalgam of consonants my whole life, and I can’t wait to get rid of it, unless I meet someone with a weirder, harder to pronounce last name. Don’t take it so personally, dude.