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About Me


My Name is Lindsay, Or Lin-Z if you're into that rapper style ( I'm not). I'm a tree hugger (concrete gives me indigestion), I have "severe residual attention deficit disorder" - don't take it personally if I cannot hold a conversation for extended periods of time- I think a lot. About sometimes totally senseless things. I like to draw, I like to read, and I can pull a mean shot of espresso. I plan to be in school until my thirties, so I'm trying to make the most of the process of becoming un-retarded.
Hey, you guys should check out my awesome vintage and resale items for sale on ebay. C'mon, please?
Likes: Peanut M&Ms, phone manners, running through the sprinklers in the summer time, smooth coffee, movies that make your brain hurt, granny smith apples, the sun, cheap food, honesty, sex, coconut shampoo, dark beer, sweaty bodies, heroin (ha ha- just wanted to see if you were paying attention), asian babies, confusing people by disregarding the socially prescribed norms, surgery shows, perky breasts, belly buttons, dank, freckles, midnight drives to nowhere, puns, deep debates, surprises, walking barefoot, live music
Dislikes: poor cellphone reception, anything artificially grape flavored, body fat, fakes, insensitivity, you, stereotypes, country music, neck massages, fickleness, protuberant dimpled flesh, botched boob jobs, schwag, mayonnaise, body hair, squishy bananas, bubbles, republicans, cellulite, dance clubs, ignorance

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

A leader of a third world country, lassie, me in about 20 years (just to make sure I don't turn out too crazy)...

My Blog

Fog

The fog settled in late yesterdayA cold gray haze that lingered through the day, overstaying its welcome well into the eve. But it's gone now.And I find myself driving up county roads at dawnYou're dr...
Posted by on Tue, 18 Nov 2008 03:36:00 GMT

Flying Penises...

Tim's parents were gone for the weekend, away to Virginia to visit Aunt Edna in the hospital. They left that afternoon when he returned from school.  Aunt Edna had fallen earlier Friday morning w...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Nov 2008 21:22:00 GMT

Valentine's day

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Posted by on Mon, 12 Feb 2007 16:58:00 GMT

Relationship ADD

I have decided I have a bit of an obsession.Okay, you're right, this is probably just one of many, but STFU and let me finish my goddamn story.Thank you.So, I really like new stuff.I mean really, real...
Posted by on Thu, 14 Dec 2006 09:14:00 GMT

Grandma's homestyle peace-cookin

You want to hear my plan for world peace? Here it is:We organize a massive exchange of grandmas from all overthe world. Pair them with policymakers from countries that areat war with the grandma's hom...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Nov 2006 07:51:00 GMT

I hate these damn gas prices. They are way too low.

On Monday the Department of Revenue reported that Georgia's gasoline tax will decrease by 2.7 cents per gallon beginning in December. The price for a gallon of gasoline also includes a 7.5-cent state ...
Posted by on Mon, 30 Oct 2006 16:01:00 GMT

Compulsions...

Pursed lips of fluorescent lights hum overhead as cheap pop ballads blast from the speakers. I find my body located  in a familiar place, but my mind is lost in the unsubstantial lyrics echoing m...
Posted by on Tue, 26 Sep 2006 19:37:00 GMT

Hi. Youre a slut!

No, its not Leslie. My name is Lindsay. L-I-N-D-S-A-Y. Now I'm going to go curl up into fetal position and attempt to die in that  dark corner over there... the one right below the neon Heineken...
Posted by on Sat, 29 Jul 2006 10:49:00 GMT

Me, Myself, and Mayo

I dont really feel like i have disproportionatly high standardsBecause im really open mindedBut i suppose when you're "greedy" you have to be a bit choosierAnd who wants to bang somebody they're not a...
Posted by on Mon, 26 Jun 2006 15:46:00 GMT

Why i never want to go to graduate school

Lindsay Deal 18 April, 2006 LCC 3212 Professor Senf Avian Symbolism in Jane Eyre One needs not even turn the cover of Charlotte Brontes Jane Eyre to pick up on the allusions to avian themes. Eyre. Ai...
Posted by on Thu, 11 May 2006 18:38:00 GMT