Saturday night was....so amazing! I ended up partying with Hugh Hefner and his bunnies, Steve Jobs, and LeBron James in the double secret VIP lounge at Marquee. Correction: That was my plan. But I just wasn't up for partying (Stevie can be an asshole sometimes), so I called LeBron and said "LeBro, I'm mad tired." So instead, I chilled at home with my roommate, who also skipped out on a party. We had a movie night, including PBR (me) and popcorn--using this ancient popcorn popper from days of yore:
