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Lindsay

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About Me

Just a simple writer-girl sandwich artist from Northern Ontario. I enjoy reading, writing, gaming and holing myself up in my room for as long as possible. That's as much of an "about me" as you're going to get, you just need to know me. .. Home | Browse | Search | Invite | Film | Mail | Blog | Favorites | Forum | Groups | Events | Videos | Music | Comedy | Classifieds

My Interests

Reading, writing, horses, art, photography, video games, old movies and movies that require intellect, also movies that require none at all.

I'd like to meet:

dead poets and film noir whores.

Music:

Tori Amos, Taking Back Sunday, Broken Social Scene, Mum, Aqualung, Marjorie Fair, Garbage, Forgive Durden, Emery, Underoath, Beck, Dashboard Confessional, Death Cab for Cutie, Def Tones, Fiona Apple, Gatsby's American Dream, Motion City Soundtrack, Radiohead, Rufio, The early November, Snow Patrol, Feist, Lorene Drive, The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, Clap your hands say Yeah, Portishead, Bloc Party, Badly Drawn Boy, Architecture in Helskinki, Aqualung, The Arcade Fire , Hot Hot Heat, The Arctic Monkeys, Frou Frou, Metric, so much more

Movies:

Breakfast at Tiffany's, Wicker Park, Sabrina, Casablanca, Gone with the Wind, Funny Face, Roman Holiday, My Fair Lady, Lucky Number Slevin

Television:

Family Guy, Sex and the City, Buffy the vampire slayer, the smoggies, It's Punky Brewster, etc.

Books:

Twilight, New Moon, All Anne Rice, The Historian, Blood and Chocolate, The Catcher in the Rye, Invisible Monsters, etc. etc.

Heroes:

Audrey Hepburn

My Blog

The Truth About Sight

I can't stand to look in your eyes,you blind me.Send me stumbling over furniture,fingers outstretched,just to cradle your face.There isn't a place for this,there's spit trailing between our lips,and I...
Posted by Lindsay on Sat, 23 Dec 2006 09:46:00 PST

Nanowrimo and all that jazzzz

So... It is now November 22nd, and I have written 6297 words out of the 50 000 I should have written by November 30th. Is it going to happen? I don't think so, but the thing is, I will actually finish...
Posted by Lindsay on Wed, 22 Nov 2006 01:02:00 PST

Overture in the key of [insert emotion here].

But I can't say those words,can't utter that the reason that I stutter when you're aroundis because you make my blood sing symphonies,Felt the rhythm in my body the moment I smelled you,Had to tell my...
Posted by Lindsay on Mon, 13 Nov 2006 07:46:00 PST

Rubber Boots

Told you it didn't effect me,but inside I died a little,withered like an april snowman.Splashed when you walked through me,like I was just water,but even puddles have to go somewhere.Hid behind my umb...
Posted by Lindsay on Wed, 25 Oct 2006 08:08:00 PST

Inhale, Exhale

He's the writing on my back,Didn't want to make it permanent, you know,it's harder to remove than it was to scribble down.He wrote the thesis to my story,guess I took his word for it,I should have rea...
Posted by Lindsay on Thu, 19 Oct 2006 05:11:00 PST

Glass Boxes

I'm getting so sick of not talking about it,Lips zipped like my Sunday jeans,I want to rip them off,like your sweater,and let my blood scream.Finally.We could go skating,at the lake,you know the plac...
Posted by Lindsay on Mon, 16 Oct 2006 01:49:00 PST

Scarlett's Lament

Ran home to tell you it was you,didn't notice your suitcase at the door,and in blushing tears I scaled the stairs,my lungs won't thank me for this, but you always told me you loved my stubbornness.It ...
Posted by Lindsay on Tue, 10 Oct 2006 03:29:00 PST

Arizona Girl

My Arizona Girl,she's standing in the desert,knee-high boots making her sweat,curtain hair shielding those eyes,the ones that made me cut class every morning,just to be with her. Didn't care that she ...
Posted by Lindsay on Fri, 06 Oct 2006 11:44:00 PST

Moved to Atlantis

You're wrapped around me like an old glove,but I've kicked off my boots and the water's waving.Held my breath, 'cause mermaids don't have lungs,Saw you on the surface and I smiled,but it blurred into ...
Posted by Lindsay on Tue, 03 Oct 2006 06:21:00 PST

Stutter

Forgot about you last night.Almost.You whirled back like a boomerangand wrapped yourself around my neck.Hey, Boa Constrictor,could youtell me, tell mewhat you're feeling?'Cause I'm valium girl right n...
Posted by Lindsay on Tue, 03 Oct 2006 06:21:00 PST