Sunday Morning on a Friday night

Rebs and I dancing at a non-dancing bar (Ormsby's). It was that kind of weekend.

It was a great Memorial Day weekend. I boogied down, brunched up, and birthday'd out. I am exhausted but satisfied. Kinda like after some crazy tantric sex.

He can't pull-over any farther!

Max in a crisp white Calvin Klein tee. Check.
Blue Moon w/ Orange. Check.
Sunny day at Fellini's. Check.
Bitching about all the stupid shit in our stupid local newspaper, Creative Loafing. Check.

What a relaxing Friday afternoon.

On a not-so-relaxing note, on my way to the gym this morning, I was held up in some crazy-ass traffic on North Druid. I was really upset about the whole thing until I found out what it was about. Then I became really REALLY pissed. Jesus, is it too much to ask that you kill yourself while stealing pharmaceuticals somewhere FAR AWAY from my usual gym commute? Damn!*

I am, however, happy to report that I had a good session at the gym and I later scored some really cute summer-wear from Zara (Helloooo Memorial Day-Weekend sales!). Looks like ATL police and I are just winning all around this lovely Friday!

*I kid, I kid. I realize suicide is nothing to sneeze at.**
**But stealing is wrong, so, whatever. I'm not sorry.

Oh Jason....

...please marry me. We could have such a happy life together.

Tyler Durden, is that you?

Last night Max and I watched Sunshine, a sci-fi thriller of sorts that came out back in 2007, starring Cillian Murphy, Rose Byrne, Chris Evans, etc. I don't remember hearing anything about it, but Max said it was supposed to be good. I think it was alright, but there were these flashing images of unrecognizable people's faces throughout the movie. Each lasted less than a second and made me feel really creeped out. What the hell were those about?

Unrelated note: I completed my second 5k this past weekend! What what!

Oh Warriorrrrrrs!

Did the Warrior Dash with Thao and my good friend Kenny (he is dressed as Forrest Gump). I was covered in bruises and scrapes, but it was crazy fun. Can't wait to do it again next year.

Pho real?

The woman in his photo is Karolyn Pho. She is a 22-year old stylist based in LA and is currently dating Shia LaBeouf. The most important thing to note here is that she is Vietnamese. Oh yes. VIETNAMESE.

Why does this matter, you ask? Let's just say that you need to hide Zac Efron, hide Robert Pattison, and hide Justin Bieber 'cause Vietnamese people datin' errbody out there!

Seriously, I'm gonna pack for LA and rape Sam Worthington as soon as finals are done.