PBI-ATL

Fried peach pie, point Georgia

Current tally:

Georgia 4

Florida 3

PBI-ATL

Is it possible to be completely in love with your new home while simultaneously missing your howntown like crazy?
Let's see shall we?

Georgia has fireflies.
Florida has the sea breeze.
Georgia has the Braves.
Florida has a wonderful lack of dead deer on the side of the road.
Georgia has Atlanta (which is full of all kinds of neat stuff and culturally interesting events)
Florida has... well, no awesome cities, but it does have the beach

Current tally 3-3

A few of my favorite things

Stuff I'm loving the month of June

1. Shorts (I used to hate them, but Atlanta is even hotter than South Florida. Seriously.)

2. Firefly Iced Tea Vodka

3. Kino sandals

4. My phone - we're totally co-dependant.

5. East Bound and Down - season 2 premieres this Sunday

6. All things Star Wars - Screen on the Green, Star Wars pancake molds, and Darth Vader on Twitter

7. Bright nail polish

8. Open toed heels and breezy dresses

9. Daytime drinking (it just seems bizarre in winter)

10. Salads

Carriers

Just watched Carriers, another bio-contamination zombie apocalypse movie.

Chris Pine and Piper Perabo, I thought, hey, two people I like (one of them, a lot, I'm pretty sure you can guess which one, ahem, Chris Pine, ahem)

Sadly, its just like every other psychological thriller out there.. what will we as humans become when the survival instinct kicks in. Deterioration of even our most intimate of relationships and most cherished morals, as well as the threat of rape and cruelty to survive.

Just like 28 Days Later, just like The Descent.

They did do the sick people really well, I have to say, no scary monsters, these sick people were simply sick and very very contagious. On the down side, no scary monsters :(

Bored now, I think I'll go watch Star Trek again. That way I'm guaranteed at least one scene with a shirtless Chris Pine..

Dailies

Lady Beware. Fan not the harmless glow

Of admiration into ardent love,

Lean not with red curled smiling lips above

The flickering spark of sinless flame, and blow,

Lest in the sudden waking of desire

Thou, like the child, shalt perish in the fire.

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Ella Wheeler Wilcox 1850-1919

A Warning