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.

Pure misery

I have my first final tomorrow, so that means:

NO GAME 6 OF HAWKS vs. MAGIC

NO NFL DRAFT

NO OFFICE

NO 30 ROCK

NO ROYAL WEDDING

All of the above are things that I have never given a crap about before but are for some reason things I obsess about now. How convenient. Especially the sports part (I blame this on my dearest Max & the other males in my life). Sports is the worst thing to get into. Ever. So so so so dumb. This is especially true when you're an Atlanta fan/masochist.

Wish me luck tomorrow.

EDIT: Damn it, I couldn't help myself--I watched the 2nd half and it was glorious. Sports-1, Joan's Studying Progress-0

Winning

So, I have about 4 weeks until Finals begin, so I took it real easy this past weekend. I played tennis, went running, napped and hung out with some friends. It was really nice, but I'll pretty much be on lock, social life-wise, until the beginning of May.

Yesterday was my first ALTA women's doubles match of the season. The rain held off just long enough for Thao and I to beat that ass (6-4, 6-1). Seriously though, all the practicing has been paying off and I'm feeling really really good about this season. I even ordered myself a new pair of tennis shoes! Nike Lunar Speed 3's. Aww yeeeah.

Buuut, all of the raining in ATL has kind of been putting a damper on my daily training for Warrior Dash... But, I'm gonna get my John Cusack on and just do it in the rain today.

Oh, and Max got a PR internship with Edelman! What what in the butt butt!

A face-full of celebration

I went running with Thao outdoors for the first time in some time (A/C at the gym is a helluva drug). I was reminded of how much I've missed running outdoors and how allergic I am to pollen... which is VERY.

But it's all good though--if I want to not get embarrassed at the Warrior Dash, I'd best come correct. Besides, I want to be able to celebrate Usain Bolt-style.

Gotta get back to work. Peeeace.

Oral Displeasure

I wish that tomorrow, I could black out during my appellate oral argument and nail it at the same time, much like Will Ferrell did in his debate against James Carville in Old School. Sigh, if only I was Will Ferrell...

On an unrelated note, the weather here has been amazing. The pollen's killing me, but I've made it a point to be outside doing something active everyday, like jogging, walking, playing tennis, biking, etc. Although this may be good for my tan, it doesn't do much in the way of prepping for my oral argument. Ugh.

Sometimes law school's a real bitch.

All work and no play make Joan a dull girl.

I am terrible at keeping up with this thing. I'd say I'll try to do better but I'd probably be lying.

I've been ridiculously busy with school as of late, but I did get a chance to get away for Spring Break. I went to New Orleans with a bunch of my friends and I had an amazing time. First Mardi Gras was a definite success. I don't think I've ever drank and laughed more all within the span of four days. I would love to do it all over again next year.

I have to get back to work. I'll try to do better...

Note: The sweet moving image above and more like it can be found here. It's my latest obsession.