Tuesday, December 7, 2010

So close I can taste it

After tomorrow's final ends at 1:00pm, I will declare FREEEEEEDOM (a la Mel Gibson) from Braveheart.

The more likely thing that will happen is me just crying in pure relief. This first semester of law school has been quite the ride. I seriously don't know how to sum it up yet...maybe I'll know how I feel about the whole thing after that last Civil Procedure final.

God, I cannot wait to get drunk.

PS: My lovely cousin Jacinta is home for the holidays from Grenada (she has just finished her first semester of med school)! I can't wait to see my tiger-twin!

Obviously I am the retarded twin.

One last time, wish me luck!

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Cooked in your own juices...

I went a little crazy last night after my Real Property final (thing was a beast). So, I am now sitting in my bed, nursing a vicious hangover, internet surfing and gchatting. This video came recommended from a friend and it's hilarious. I love Steve Coogan and I love impressions. I'm feeling better already!

Once I get all better, I gotta hit the books again. Two finals down and two to go! Wish me luck!

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

First final tomorrow...

Getting some fresh air with Thao.

This dreary, rainy weather is really not conducive to good studying, on top of my being sick as a dog.

Every year around this time (finals time), I always get sick, so I thought this year I would juke and jive my way out of it and take my exams with a clean bill of health. Leading up to finals, I took my vitamins diligently, I ran every other day, and I've been eating super healthy (incorporating fruit into my diet and putting handfuls of spinach into every meal).

Aaaand now I'm sick. Like, REALLY sick. Probably sicker than I've ever been. I've tried my best and I've failed miserably. The lesson is: Never try.

Here's the upshot to all of this: The Annual Victoria's Secret Fashion Show is on tonight!

Seriously guys, pray for me tomorrow. I am freaking out.

Monday, November 22, 2010

Matty Ice Ice Baby

Best parts of my weekend:

1. Eating delicious homemade pizzas and polishing off 4 bottles of wine at Percy's with my favorite people.

2. Celebrating my good friend's 25th birthday at Loca Luna.

3. Watching the Falcons ram the Rams (Something I secretly wish Michael Turner would do to me).

It was an uneventful but nice weekend.

I feel like I am dying a slow and painful death. I wish I could just go ahead and take my finals already!

Saturday, November 20, 2010


This is Hột vịt lộn and it is a duck fetus. You probably have seen it on tv shows like Bizarre Foods with Andrew Zimmerman, Anthony Bourdain: No Reservations and Fear Factor. I don't know what the BFD is all about other than the fact that it's delicious.

I made a little nest for my duck fetus because it was too hot to hold. Thao, on the other hand, is champ and is eating it the way a true Viet would and should. Maybe she got a complex from having a hot vit lon explode in her face some years ago.

It took weeks to remove the beak that was lodged in her fo'head.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

They walk, you run.

I experienced a mini-heart attack today because my alarm clock decided not to work this morning. As I rushed to get to class on time and make myself look half-decent, I began to miss my undergrad days very, very much. On days like this, I would have just been like, " ah shit, oh well" and gone back to sleep.

To make up for hectic and stressful morning, me and Thao decided to grab a late lunch at Rusty Nail, a little dark, smoky restaurant that's about 2 seconds away from my house. The place reeks of cigarette smoke, but the food's good and there's a huge, badass gun located at the entrance.

Now, I am at home, watching some Walking Dead while working my outlines.

Until the next mini-heart attack, I bid you adieu.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Let's get down to business...to defeat the Huns.

Shoot the J, shoot it!

The final version of my Open Memo is due Monday mo'nin'. I am determined to get it done before Dexter, Eastbound And Down, and Boardwalk Empire all begins.

What? I gotta watch my stories!

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Don't tell me it's not worth fighting for

Little birthday present I got in the mail earlier this week from my amazing friend Heather. She's off in IL doing her thang and I miss her like a sonofabitch.

Last night I got some pho with some friends and Max and I finished off another bottle of birthday wine. I think it's starting to become some sort of tradition to start binge drinking every Friday.

I went for a run Thursday evening through this wooded area by my house and I was listening to Bryan Adam's "(Everything I Do) I Do It For You." Surrounded by crisp autumn air and colorful leaves, I felt like I was in that music video at the end of Kevin Costner's Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves. Awesome 90s cheesiness, I love it.

Monday, November 8, 2010

It's that chauvinistic, pig-attitude...

I went out and celebrated my friend's birthday at Milltown Arms Tavern (Rocky IV was playing on tv screen!) and got caught up with a few people I hadn't seen in sometime at Ormsby's this past Saturday. Fun fun fun. Something I have learned from that night: re-enacting the "Struttin' that ass" video is not going to get old for a loooong time.

And here's something I learned while out running yesterday evening: Andrew W.K. makes for some good running music. Seriously, a great alternative to Eye of Tiger.


Saturday, November 6, 2010

This is what I really want to be doing...

Photo by David Mushegain

...but instead, I am fully clothed, not smoking, not wearing sweet cowboy boots, and reading textbooks.

Got up insanely early for a Saturday today--trying to get in an ass-ton of studying done so I can take a lil time off for some fun tonight (I'll give up my social life when it's time to study for the Bar).

I got some direct-opposite-of-encouraging news from my law school career seminar yesterday. Although there were free pizza, I quickly lost my appetite once the speaker basically told me that I would not be able to find a job after school (gotta love the economy) and that I would die poor, neck-deep in debt, miserable and alone. Uplifting.

After thinking on this a little more, I decided that she could eat my ass-crack and I felt better about the whole thing. I'll just work harder and harder every day and then no one can tell me my damn business.

Later, I went home and hung out with Maxwell. We played Scrabble, watched It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia re-runs, listened to old-timey Christmas music (early, but who cares) and downed an entire bottle of birthday wine (the best kind) and chilled the f out. It was a very very good night.

Aaand break is over, back to sturdyin'!

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Right on the foyer, on this dark day...

Started off the day awesome (Made myself look super awesome genius smart in my Civ Pro Class).

Half way through, I lost steam.

Had a stressful afternoon.

Aaand now I'm good again.

Not really a bad day at all...

Just very ready for the weekend, knaasayin'?

It is getting so cold and I love love love love love love it.

That is alllllll.

Monday, November 1, 2010

The Magic Man

Now you see me...

Now you don't!

Straight killin' oysters at Six Feet Under was only one of many the things I did to celebrate turning 24 this past weekend. I watched scary movies, ate pumpkin-flavored things, danced my ass off, wore awesome costumes, and partied down. Being a Halloween baby (sorta) is, hands down, the absolute best. I cannot wait until next year.

Also, my sister is the best person in the world. Thanks for everything from this weekend (including the delicious pumpkin pancakes)! TOTAL success!

Aaand, I feel like all my posts are about food. I'll try and switch it up from time to time.

Aaaaaaaaaaaand I got a good grade on my open memo! Happy birthday to me!

Monday, October 25, 2010

Pullin' for pulled-pork

I took a little break from my open memo this past Saturday to make myself, Jackie and Max something to enjoy while watching Georgia beat Kentucky's ass (I didn't get to participate in this part of the evening).

Do not laugh at my IHOP-lookin' plates!

Pulled pork sandwiches with bread n' butter chips, fresh broccoli and carrots. It wasn't much, but it was a pleasant albeit brief distraction.

I feel busted and exhausted, but at least that godforsaken open memo is done.
Aaaaand now my birthday celebration festivities can begin!

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Limp Bizkit

Nothing like coming home from a long day of school to find out that my sister has baked me some whole wheat biscuits (in fun fall-friendly shapes, no less) for me to eat with some pumpkin butter. My sister is the bomb-diggity, no diggity!

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

'Cause you're hot and you're cold...

The fluctuation in climate temps here has been wreaking havoc on my sinuses. This could not have come at a worse time--I have an open memo due next week! Bah!

Someone please buy me this early birthday present:

I am certain this headband will cure what ails me!

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Why today is awesome:

I liked my hair (for once).
I got out of class early.
I nailed my open memo conference.
I got a bunch of HW done.
I got caught up on the lastest episode of Boardwalk Empire.
I went for a run along Shady Valley ('cause the weather was kickin').
I ate a whole bowl of cold watermelon cubes.

Aaaand now I'm going to take a nap. On the couch. With my hand in my shorts.

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Obladi oblada!

My nephew Ralph is amazing.

Today was a good day--I did not get called in class, the weather was nice and I enjoyed a big, hot bowl of Bún bò Huế for dinner. The only minor hitch was seeing the guy next to me in class adjusting his nut-sack hardcore (so shameless!). Otherwise, I had a pretty pleasant Tuesday!

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Awesome Bill from Dawsonville

Me and Thao decided to get out of the city for a bit, so we had Max drive us to Dawsonville, GA to the Kangaroo Conservation Center on Saturday morning. It's a long story about how I found out about this little north Georgia gem, but I'm so glad I did. Seriously, only an hour away from where I live is the world's largest Kangaroo mob outside of Australia--there was no way I could NOT go!

Who knew Dawsonville was so scenic? I took a lot of great photos and this on in particular is my favorite; doesn't it look like something out of Rivendell? You know, the Elven forest in the Lord of the Rings?
Aaand, I'm a dork.

Thursday, October 7, 2010


Matt Ryan. Good googly-moogly.

Why does it cost so much to go and see the Falcons play? It's like, $30-$70 for nosebleed seats depending on what home game you go to. It's $75 to see them play the Saints, and your ears will probably be popping from being at such a high altitude. What the hell? For $75 I'd better get to see Matt Ryan after the game do the "dirty bird" in his underwear in my bed! Sheeeeit.

Lately I've been getting into football (both college and NFL) because I'm around Max and his friends a lot and my dad has always been into football (used to be a bookie of sorts), so I guess it's rubbing off on me a little. After watching my first real football game (GSU v. Shorter College), I decided that it was high time I watch the Falcons. I have never been and I really really want to, but those seat tickets are killing me.

Seriously, is baseball the only reasonably-priced sport to see out there?
Speaking of which, go Braves!

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Maps; Wait! They don't love you like I love you...

That there, is a baby quilt. Of Atlanta.
Aaaaaand, I want it.

So, tomorrow is Thirsty Thursday everywhere and some of my girlfriends are wanting to drag me out to the club (I just took my first law school exam). I am not looking forward to this. The last time I went clubbing was back in May (it was brief and it was a friend's birthday) and the last time I actually enjoyed clubbing was back in May 2008. I don't really hate clubbing, I just really hate people who go clubbing. It's mostly the guys--they all look and act like some messed up, Southern-version of those Jersey Shore guys. Absolutely charming, I know.

Granted, sometimes I feel like dancing, but can I please not get rubbed up on by some gross dudes while trying to justify paying 8 bucks for some shitty-ass drink while I get my groove on?

Man I sound old.

Monday, October 4, 2010

I like my sugar with coffee and (PUMPKIN SPICE) cream!

It was 55 degrees this morning, so you KNOW it's time to bust out the pumpkin spice creamer again among other awesomely fall-appropriate things:

  1. Dark nail polish colors by OPI and Essie
  2. Fur throw Max got me some Christmases ago
  3. Knee-highs
  4. Chili n' co'n bread recipes
  5. Scary movies (cooler temps makes me crave creepiness)
  6. My comfy, over-sized military-style jacket
  7. Vanilla-scented candles

There's more but I gotta get back to studying.
Hot damn I love fall!

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Make yourself a dang quesadilla!

I was home all alone until about 9pm last night. I ate in complete silence and it was nice.

Got a midterm coming next week and I am going to be studying and trying not to crap my pants everyday until then.


Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Saturday, what a day

Last Saturday, after enduring a study session at school with a hangover (courtesy of Estoria and peer pressure), Max dragged me out to the Midtown Festival of Arts with him. Granted, I was the one who told him about it and I suggested we go earlier in the week, but I mean, I was hungover.

We still managed to have a really good time. It was a really nice way to enjoy the last hot, sunny day of the year. And, there's nothing like a solo cup filled with some crisp Terrapin Golden Ale to make everything all right again.

Thursday, September 23, 2010

Arnold Palmer

Cooler weather is coming in next week, so here's my farewell to summer--a nice, cold Arnold Palmer at Corner Cafe/Buckhead Bread Co.

Tomorrow is Friday and I couldn't be more relieved. Yeeeeeah, shawty.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Week #6

My first closed memo for law school was submitted at 2:45am today. I got into bed a little after 3:00am and I woke up at 6:30am. I was so relieved that my 9:00am class was cancelled, but not in the awesome-I-get-to-go-back-to-bed kind of relieved. I was relieved that I would have extra time to catch up on my readings for my 10:45am and 1:15pm classes. I don't know if it gets any sadder than this.

Everyday I feel less and less like myself, it's like the more I find my stride here, the more I think I am going crazy. Every morning I wake up feeling nervous and question my class-prep from the night before. I often skip breakfast to make sure that I get to school at least 30min before class starts so I can go over my briefs. Every night I contemplate whether or not I have time to eat dinner (and sometimes I don't). More and more everyday I feel so pretentious; In class, I have to speak all "lawyerly" and outside of class, 90% of my conversation with my classmates is made up of even more lawyerly shit (although, this morning at 8:45am, some us got together and just watched some old Family Guy YouTube clips on someone's laptop. Lame, but relaxing in its own lame little way).

I feel like I need to learn to meditate. Or something. Maybe I'm cranky because I've been skipping breakfasts n' dinners n' manicures. It's a strong possibility.

Good thing my Aunt came home today and stocked up on some Chef Boyardee like it's Y2K up in here:

NOTE: No one in my house is a Chef Boyardee fanatic, even my Aunt. Soo, yeah, I have no idea why she decided to go overboard like this (and why there are only two cans of Spaghetti-O's remains a mystery).

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Loco for Spam Moco

On Thursday, Thao and I gave the Waikikie Hawaiian BBQ place by our house a little visit. I ate the BBQ chicken curry with rice and macaroni salad--total comfort-food. Thao had the Spam Moco; Four slices of Spam topped with gravy, two fried eggs, two scoops of rice and a scoop of macaroni salad--total heart-attack inducer.

Yesterday was my good friend Sean's birthday. He had a fun house party and now I'm a little hungover today. It wouldn't be such a big deal except that I still have this godforsaken closed memo I have to take care of for school.


Wednesday, September 15, 2010

It just takes some time, little girl

Nothing exceptionally bad happened today at school, but I still had a really, stressed-out, crappy-ass day. After about 6 hours of schooling and studying, I raced to MARTA and jumped into my car. I drove silently until I reached the nearest Kroger and I self-checked out a bottle of Diet Mt. Dew. Afterwards, I got back into the car, cranked up some Jimmy Eat World that happened to be playing on the radio (Thank god--I would have driven myself into the opposite direction of traffic if it had been Kings of Leon) and guzzled down my Dew until I made it safely into my garage.

I am now back on track.

Love, peace and chicken grease, everyone.

Monday, September 13, 2010

A Saturday in September

(Excuse my crappy cellphone pictures)

Saturday, Max and I went to Carroll St. Cafe over in East ATL to grab some 6th-year anniversary-type grub. We started with some pretty sweet tapas and a bottle of the house red (not sure what it was, I don't claim to be a wine connoisseur of any sort). I had some amazing curried chicken and Max had a NY strip steak that didn't suck at all. It was a very good dinner.

Later, we decided to take a nice nighttime stroll around Cabbage Town to work off some of my tipsy-ness. Max suggested we take a trip through the cemetery and I suggested we visit our friends Chevy and Daniel's new place nearby instead. After walking (weather has been pretty nice here) and drinking a little more that I night, I went home, feeling thoroughly satisfied. Max and I have not gone on a date like this even long before he left for Los Angeles, and I was reminded of just how much I used to love it.

On an unrelated note, Thao and I played some pretty shitty tennis (I came in there not having practiced in a month) this past Sunday on our first match of the Women's fall season. Good thing we won anyways. I'm sure the fact I was just hitting lobs and at one point shouted "DAAAAAAAMN" when a ball almost hit Thao in the face really threw off our suburban, housewife-y opponents' morale off. Guess no one told them that's how the Nguyen Sisters do. Federer should probably take some notes from us, that damn chump.

Have a lovely week--more fall-like weather is a-comin'!

Thursday, September 9, 2010


(Most recent picture of us. We're at the first GSU football game!)

Today marks me n' Max's 6th year anniversary. I know this is corny, but it feels like it was just yesterday when we first met. And I mean, when we met under more friendly circumstances, not like when we FIRST met for the very first time, when he was a dumb-ass freshman in high school who was mean to me for absolutely no reason that I can think of.

But, all of that is behind us now. It doesn't seem like Max and I have been together for 6 long years because he is my best friend. This is why I often forget that Max and I are even dating; everything just comes naturally between us, knaamean?

We can't do anything to celebrate tonight because I have a lot of reading to do and he has some crazy, all-day interview type thing going on, but we'll get together at some point. No worries.

Bizarro, I love you.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Called out

Whenever people talk to me about law school, they almost always jokingly (I hope) ask, "Is it like Legally Blonde?" I have not seen the movie in quite some time, so I don't remember much of the details, but there is one scene that has stuck with me through the years. It is the scene in which the main character Elle Woods is called on during the first day of school to brief a case for the class. She tells the professor that she wasn't aware that there was an assignment that she had to prepare for and is then promptly asked to leave the classroom by the professor.

In this respect, yes, law school is like Legally Blonde. One of the biggest reasons why students like myself stress out over law school is because of the fear of being called on in class to brief a case (give the facts, holdings, relative legal doctrine, etc. of a case) or answer any questions (usually confusingly worded or very complex) by the professor, and if you are deemed unprepared, you WILL be kicked out of class. How you manage to keep yourself from peeing your pants in utter fear or looking like a complete Neanderthal in front of your peers depends directly on your class prep every night. Now, one may think, "Okay, so do the readings and you're good to go." This is dumb and naive undergrad-type thinking and this sort of thinking will only get you embarrassed.

The cases and case notes that we are forced to read are difficult to decipher, let alone grasp a comprehensive enough understanding to be able to recite in front of an entire classroom. All I can say is that it's a whole different ball-game when you are forced to talk about something that you THOUGHT you understood while trying to sound "lawyerly" at the same time. On top of everything, professors will bombard you with questions like, "And what EXACTLY does in rem jurisdiction mean? How is that different from quasi-in-rem jurisdiction? If so-and-so did THIS instead of THAT, how would that change the outcome? What all was in Justice Brennan's concurrence on this case?" And it goes on, and achingly on. You have no choice but to answer until you are genuinely stumped. At which point you begin to pray silently, "someone please raise their goddamned hand so this mofo will leave me the hell alone!"

So, you don't JUST read; You read critically, desperately analyzing every little sentence until you can't take it anymore and then you read some mo'. The incentive to avoid the suffocation of classroom dead-air brought on by half-assed class prep is VERY strong. If the saying that a lawyer's most valuable asset is her reputation is true, then it is probably best we try not to cultivate a "Omg, what kind of dumbass comes to class unprepared"-type persona this early on in the game.

This whole Socratic method used by all law professors is more troublesome for me than most others. This is so because believe it or not, I get called on in EVERY class since day one. As a matter of fact, I was called on today right after I said to my friend at the beginning of class, "There's no way he's calling on me a fourth time. Nuh-uh, not gonna happen." I think this is largely due to the fact that I am the ONLY Asian female in the class (I think there are a total of 9 Asian students that make up the ENTIRE student body). My theory is that it makes it easier to put the name to the face, creating a sort of natural inclination for professors to call on me, mid-lecturing or right at the start of class.

As a result, I am constantly poring over my reading assignments to ensure that I know every case inside and out (I am still always left unsure about my thoroughness) and coming to class with an almost paralyzing feeling of trepidation. Even my other classmates have noticed that I am always "picked on" by my professors. Although they tease me about it, I can tell that it makes them nervous as they realize it won't be long before their faces are put to their names and they too will have to endure the same torture in the upcoming weeks. Essentially, during every class, I feel like throwing up, and after every class, I stress out about the next class.

However, as often as I am called on I haven't completely struck out yet. Due to my constant apprehension of the certainty of being called on, I am constantly staying on top of my work (I printed out cases to read while on MARTA going to the first GSU football game and while waiting on friends to arrive last Thursday with me and Max's tickets) and therefore am always prepared for class. I guess this is a good thing, but I just hope I don't have a heart attack before all of this is over.

Oh, and I can't lie, I still vividly remember the "bend and snap" scene from Legally Blonde as well. "Is it like Legally Blonde" ... what a bunch of jackasses.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

JD-bound Joaney

Having been inspired by Max, I think I'll try to keep up with this blog as well.

It has been a while since I've updated and a lot has happened, most importantly is me getting into and having started law school. I'll take the time to get into everything else later.

I've gotten the third week of law school under my belt and I am still alive.

Law school each week can be compared to a thrilling horror movie in which I am one of the stars, who is terrorized from beginning to end, and by Friday, I am triumphant but barely breathing... Kinda like Brandy's character from I Still Know What You Did Last Summer. I'm well aware that this is a stupid analogy, but after three weeks of the most rigorous and challenging work I have ever encountered throughout my entire academic career, it is safe to say that all of my thinking has been devoted to the law and anything else stemming from my brain for any other purpose is pure fried chicken. Like, KFC double-down fried chicken. Any ounce of intelligence that I have must be saved up and sacrificed to the One L Gods (One L, that's what first year law students are called). You can't be wastin' water in the desert, knaamean?

"If law school is so damn hard, then why are you taking time out to blog?"

To answer that asinine question, I say it is to keep myself sane. I have decided that outside of law school, I will dedicate myself to two things and two things only: ALTA Fall tennis season and writing for leisure.

I have chosen to keep up with tennis because it is my favorite sport and I always end up hating myself for not keeping up with in the past whenever I have let a season go by without picking up my racquet. It'll keep me healthy and competitive outside of the classroom.

Writing for leisure is important to help me decompress without resorting to watching mindless television or stabbing myself in the eye. Writing helps me vent and allows me to discuss what I want to discuss outside of the demanding world of law school. I am constantly writing up case briefs for class and I think it'd be nice to write about other things, keeping myself a well-rounded writer. Or, what would most likely happen is that I end up muddying my writing skills by switching between professional and casual writing...eh, who knows?

Despite how I have made it seem, law school has been pretty exciting; it's nothing like I've ever done before and I hope to do well. I'll be keeping whoever reads this thing posted on my progress or demise. Seriously, I'll be more than happy to turn out like Brandy at the end of the movie--she may be covered in scratches, bruises, cuts and blood, but at least she's alive, dammit!

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Shoulda known...

Image: johnny's bird from Knighttcat

Last night was the first night I had spent with Percy since she's been back from Indonesia and it was also the first night in some time that all the ladies got together to unwind. We ended up having much more fun than we had bargained for, so naturally I am feeling like shit and a half today.

Go figure, Percy's back in town and I have a crippling hangover on a Tuesday morning at work.

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Gotta risk it to get the biscuit

If you couldn't tell, my cousins and I put together a ghetto-ass craps table to practice our gambling skillz on the fourth of July. We may not have barbecued, set off fire works or anything else pertaining to this patriotic holiday, but we sho-nuff got our pre-Vegas game-faces on. As a matter of fact, my cousin Jacinta even did a trial-run on my crazy hair to get it ready for Vegas.

Doesn't it look gawgeous?

In other non-Vegas-related news, I am really sick. BUT, I went to work today anyways because after taking the day off yesterday, I was so bored and miserable, I didn't think I could bear another day sitting around the house, feeling sick with nothing to do and NOT making money. It sounds crazy, but I'd rather be sick and busy than sick and restless.

On the plus side, I caught the Anthony Bourdain: No Reservations marathon on the Travel Channel. If you didn't know--I am in love with that man. So articulate, sexy, daring, and tan... Makes my heart swoon...

Bah, enough fantasizing! I need to make that green so I can double (maybe triple) my earnings in Vegas!

Monday, June 28, 2010

Looks like someone's got the case of the Mondays...

I don't know whether I should just laugh or take 4 baby aspirins...

Ah well, it wouldn't be a true Monday at the office without a lovely, drugged-out, mobile home park tenant acting up.

Monday, June 21, 2010


Alexa Chung. Image from Knighttcat.

Here's to the most relaxing weekend I've had in some time.

I took 7 naps within 3 days.

Had a late-night dinner with a good friend eating a chorizo quesadilla.

Watched Drag Me to Hell for the third time (new favorite campy-scary movie) and It's Complicated for the second (I love Steve Martin with all of my heart).

Polished off two bottles of wine with two other friends, poolside. At midnight.

Weekends like this don't make me feel too bad that it's Monday today.

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Oh PHO sho!

Just grabbed some lunch with Mollie at VN Pho on Jonesboro Rd (3 minutes from where I work). We both ordered beef pho, but we seasoned our respective bowls so differently. She piled on the sriracha sauce and bean sprouts while I put in an obscene amount of thai basil and just a dash of hoisin sauce. Isn't it kinda cool that two people can order the exact same dish but have two entirely different eating experiences? I dunno... seems interesting to me.

In other non-food-related news, I am super excited about the AA Flea Market event at Atlantic Station tomorrow! Best believe I'll be up bright and early, ready to throw some bows on these bitches! Those over-priced-but-ridiculously-comfortable basic knits are MINE!