Down the rabbit hole

Started reading about the history of engagement rings for my nursing ethics paper. Somehow ended up learning about Victorian mourning jewelry, which led to funeral customs, which led to cemetery symbolism, which led to… well, Jake stopped following around chapter two.

Down the rabbit hole

He keeps looking over from his desk like I’ve lost my mind. “How did you get from healthcare ethics to dead people’s hair jewelry?” Valid question. The internet is a dangerous place when you’re supposed to be writing about informed consent.

Three hours later and I’m still going strong

Three hours later and I’m still at it. My paper is due tomorrow and I now know more about jet jewelry than anyone reasonably should. Jake brought me coffee and a granola bar without being asked. This is why we work.