"Be careful making wishes in the dark, can't be sure when they've hit their mark ."

 

Sleepless nights require a bit more work to get over in the morning. And maybe doing push-ups or eating an apple work better than anything else (seriously, there are studies about that and you can't mess with studies) but lets be honest, coffee is easier.

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Winter came! And compared to the one in Game of Thrones that took so many seasons and pages to get here, this one actually made it on time. And, as is my nature, I went into a mental hibernation of sorts. My life has revolved around books, movies and cuddling on the couch with The Boy and Captain. 

(And the gynecology rotation exam. But lets not talk about that. I might still have a slight case of PTSD. Shudder.)

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Comic book collection has grown a lot during this time. I am in a Batman phase right now because there is nothing like a broken anti-hero type and his dysfunctional family dynamic. And The Boy and I have made it our job to collect all the The Hobbit toys. We are disagreeing over the "opening and playing with them" part (I got at Thorin before he could catch me). The Boy wants them all in mint condition, I want to take Bilbo Baggins and Thorin GloomyShield and make them hold hands. I will win this fight, count on it.

Coffee dates with my darling Roxu. And the compulsory winter holiday Die Hard marathon; some family members did not get too excited at the thought of watching John McClane blow shit up for 10 hours.

 

And because it is winter still, we shed metaphorical blood and backstabbed each other in a vicious and wine infused battle for the throne in the Game of Thrones board game. I was a Lannister. I lost. Seems only fitting really.

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Having a puppy keeps me very active. Because even if I want it or not, I still have to go for long walks even when it feels like hell froze over. The little furry bastard doesn't seem to mind the cold and that is why he is a bastard. (I still love him but can we have summer already?)

Wearing: Zara coat, Lashez skull sweater, Nine West boots, H&M jeans.

Me: Come on boy, come here for a photo.
Captain: But I don't want to take a photo, I want to stay free and let my floppy ears flow in the wind as I run through the park eating everything I think smells good enough.

My boys <3

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As a last thought, some things that have made me happy this month.

Books: Hogfather by Terry Pratchett (because it's a great take on our favorite winter gift giver), Hyperion by Dan Simmons (because it's the best sic-fi book I've read a long time), A Madness of Angels by Kate Griffin (because angels are warriors and cities are full of magic) and The Fault in Our Stars by John Green (because being a teenager is hard and heartbreaking and beautiful)

Movies: Star Trek (because the new one is coming out in a few months and I am so excited it's ridiculous), The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel (because it's cute and lovely and warms your heart), Dredd (because he is judge, jury and executioner and the bottom half of Karl Urban's face) and Silver Linings Playbook (because it's hard to present mental illness without pity and this movie manages that).

TV shows: Justified (because of genius hillbilly pastors who rule the world and the people who love them) and Elementary (because of Lucy Liu being perfect and her broken Holmes)

Photos: The cast of Community as The Breakfast Club and Idris Elba as Han Solo. You're welcome.

And this face: 

        

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Song of the Day: Fall Out Boy - My Songs Know What You Did in the Dark
(FOB is back and in that moment I swear we were back in 2007 and I love it)

"Welcome to the new age."

Welcome to the family, little puppy. 

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Like I mentioned in the last post, The Boy and I bit the bullet and got a puppy 2 months ago. We had been talking about it for ages and one night we sat down for a coffee with a friend and one hour later we had the number of a lady who had a new litter of Beagle puppies and a few weeks later we had our adorable little ball of fur :) We named him Captain after Captain James Tiberius Kirk (we are trekkies all the way) and Captain America (cause I was still in an Avengers fangirl craze).

He is a Beagle through and through. He play bites and he chews all the furniture and I was without internet for a few days cause he ate the cable, he eats anything and he will eat us out of house and home if we let him but we love him so much so we forgive him for being a batshit crazy little fucker.

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Day one of Captain being a member of the family.

He was still shy back then, no chewing of shoes and no stealing of food. 

 

He fit in the palm of your hand. So of course we forgive him for all the crazy things he does.

His bed used to be a shoe box. Today, his bed is any surface he deems to be his because he has the attitude of a dictator and I think, in his mind, he believes we're all here to make his life easier. 

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Fast forward a couple of months and 6 kilograms later and the ears are still floppy, the teeth are sharpe and the nickname "The Vacuum Cleaner" fits better and better with every passing day.

  

Don't be fooled by that face, deep down he thinks he's a Rottweiler.

 

Wearing: Zara swetare, jeans and boots, Bershka leather jacket.

I love this little bastard :)

And we forgive him for everything because he makes us laugh. Even when he sleeps.

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Song of the Day: Imagine Dragons - Radioactive

"Do the wiggle, man."

 

Because a picture is worth a thousand words, this picture probably sums out my summer better than anything else. Being lazy and drinking beer and forgetting, for a little while, that in an year's time I shall have to be a responsible adult. Bliss sometimes means just shutting down.

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Contrary to popular belief, I am dead but just lacking in making my online presence known. These past few months I've used my internet connection for nothing but silently lurking on Tumblr to stare at photos of Ben Whishaw and to watch my fill of new tv shows and yell at them when the characters are being idiots (I'm looking at you, The Walking Dead!)

In a nutshell: I've started my 6th and final year of medical school so I am stuck dangling between uncontrollable panic and peaceful zen like stupidity. Give me a few more months and I'll probably be rendering Jack Nicholson's performance in The Shining. I've gotten a puppy, his name is Captain and he is an adorable little fucker who will probably not rest until he has chewed or peed on all of The Boy's and my possessions. I've developed a new obsession for all the stars of Skyfall. And I've read almost all of The Sandman comics that have graced my hands and laptop screen.

In other words, how do you adult and can I get the magical formula in a bottle to drink with my morning breakfast of gummi bears?

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Because my camera and I have been on a break (for the better, trust me, as I now have the artistic capabilities of a knat) I will bore you with photos from my summer holiday. More precisely, from the week I spent in a beer fueled craze at the Sziget Festival in Budapest.

Can't talk about the festival without talking about Budapest though. If I were a bitter kind of person (and heaven forbid, I am not. Really. Stop laughing.) I would be very jealous of the people who get to live in such a magnificent city. I had already been there once but it was just for a night and I accidentally got drunk on a boat tour and then walked in circles for an hour trying to find my hotel so all my memories were a blur.

It's the kind of city I want to visit again and again and again, just getting lost on the streets and then being an absolute tourist and stopping at the nearest pub and eating till I burst and I rarely miss a city this much after visiting it. So you go Budapest, keep on being a beautiful bitch till I see you next!

 

See, it's like this pretty jewel on the river. I am so glad I am not a nasty person by nature or else I'd hate it just for the principle.

 


  

We didn't get too much sightseeing in our daily schedule because we always woke up late then spent some extra time at Starbucks hoarding the wi-fi like it was a lifeline (I have no idea what you mean by addiction, ahem!) but what we did see was very nice. (Pictured up there is The Parliament which was designed around the phrase Needs More Gold.)

 

  

 

Don't let the water bottle in that photo fool you, that was just our first day before we realized the beer was cheap and easy to get at any moment of the day. We also wobbled around like headless chicks for the first day due to me being the only person in history who cannot wear a pair of Converse without getting open wounds.

 But I gotta me honest, my favorite place in Budapest was the zoo where for a few hours we forgot we were actually full fledged adults and ran around buying balloons and petting any animal that was not a) poisonous or b) likely to view us as a walking McDonald's menu. I went a bit crazy over the Sloths. And I admit it, if I could have fooled the security, I would've run out of there clutching this little fellow while yelling "MINE!". (In this photo I was probably having a happiness attack and mumbling incoherently about his face.)

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And now, the reason why we packed all our favorite summer clothes in one car and drove halfway around the country: the festival!

It's gonna sound annoying when I say it but you had to be there to be able to imagine the immensity and the craziness that they could fit into one tiny island. Just keep in mind this: we decided to walk around the place one day and got so tired halfway around the island that we just gave up and stopped for whiskey. And next time I get there I will bring myself some costumes because even with my glow in the dark devil horns headband I fell in the absolutely ordinary side of the scale.
(Costumes, in order of importance, will include: Batman, Kermit the Frog, Ezio from Assassin's Creed, one of the members of LMFAO.)

 

I got to headbang to Korn, felt like a teenager while screaming the lyrics to Placebo, danced to The Killers and really danced to Snoop Dogg Lion and his pot smoking dog mascot, wiggled wiggled wiggled to LMFAO, realized I know all the lyrics to all the Sum 41 songs, sat on the grass and let Paolo Nutini serenade me, and went crazy for The Subways. And so much more.


And I went on a ferris wheel and realized at the top that I have a serious fear of heights. The Boy was very helpful and by that I mean he spent the whole ride laughing at my pain. (It's okay, that's how we show or love for each other.)









We saw The XX kill it at their show. And I never realized that one thing that was missing from my life was a marching band that plays Journey on loop.



Mojitos in a bucket, enough said. We also flirted with the idea of going drinking in the sky high bar but after my unfortunate experience with the ferris wheel I realized it'd end poorly for everyone involved. (And I don't know how to say in hungarian "Hey, sorry I puked on you and then clutched your hand in a death grip while mumbling prayers to all the gods in history.")





Apparently, you can live on nothing but Slushies, alcohol and fried food.

The guy in the pig suit didn't want to be in the photo but the chicken dude made up for it in his enthusiasm.

Best summer ever.

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Song of the Day: LMFAO - Sexy and I know It
(But of course :))