Christen & Josh

May 28, 2011. Mawwage. Mawwage is what bwings us together today. Wove, twue wove.

All You Need is Love

by The Beatles

Last five years and all the crazy awesome people in our lives! You all rock so hard.

- Josh

Christen always makes this face whenever I take a photo of her. It’s infuriating.
- Josh

Christen always makes this face whenever I take a photo of her. It’s infuriating.

- Josh

Christen: sweetheat! heart

Josh: Hi what's up? i only have ten minutes left. blogging..

Christen: oh ok

Christen: hey darling

Josh: who's this? oh, it's my favorite person in the world!

Christen: i suppose that's well tested :)

Josh: i've done nothing today but watch old episodes of the office, what's up

Coffee - It’s what’s for dinner.
- Christen

Coffee - It’s what’s for dinner.

- Christen

The best thing about having Christen as a traveling partner?  We get to experiment and eat all the good stuff that’s out there!  She rocks with the Trying of New Things — and usually, I gauge the noises she makes when chowing down before I try things like balut, brains, instestines… and durian and shaved ice and tapioca pudding and grilled sting ray.. She’s such a FOODIE (and a bit of a coffee addict obsessive.)

- Josh

I was backpacking around New Zealand in 2003. It was a drastic reaction to working as a Excel monkey in investment banking after graduating — for oil & gas companies of all things, in Houston.  I was trying to go as far as I could from civilization: me and my pack. I had a pot, some propane and a pair of good boots — all that I needed to be off the grid. About two months in, somewhere around Dunedin, I got an email.  

Hope you are having an ass-kicking time and are making nice with the sheep. - Christen

To which I replied:

I’m having a blast climbing mountans and kayaking and tramping and hitching. BTW, I am making nice with the sheep and cows, thank you very much. - Josh

And that was it. I ended my trip (a month later) and moved to NYC. And here we are.

I was backpacking around New Zealand in 2003. It was a drastic reaction to working as a Excel monkey in investment banking after graduating — for oil & gas companies of all things, in Houston.  I was trying to go as far as I could from civilization: me and my pack. I had a pot, some propane and a pair of good boots — all that I needed to be off the grid. About two months in, somewhere around Dunedin, I got an email.  

Hope you are having an ass-kicking time and are making nice with the sheep. - Christen

To which I replied:

I’m having a blast climbing mountans and kayaking and tramping and hitching. BTW, I am making nice with the sheep and cows, thank you very much. - Josh

And that was it. I ended my trip (a month later) and moved to NYC. And here we are.

SF is great

Josh: hallo

Christen: howdy doo

Christen: ok you know everytime people visit, it makes me feel like such a snot

Josh: yes and?

Christen: cause they're always like sf is great and i always agree

Josh: yes and?