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lindsay

I am here for Friends and Networking

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

People who won't piss me off or waste my time.

Music:

Ben Folds (Five), John Mayer (fuck Heavier things), Jewel, Nirvana, Simon and Garfunkel, Paul Simon, Dexter Freebish, The Wallflowers, Oasis, Foo Fighters, Guster, Cat Stevens, Fiction Plane, Brand New, Dashboard, Phantom Planet, Leona Naess, James Taylor, Thursday, Elliot Smith, The Gin Blossoms, The Church, Rilo Kiley, Bach, Philip Glass, Maroon 5, The Beatles, The Monkees, Michael Nesmith, Fiona Apple, Dismemberment Plan, Beethoven, Jeff Buckley, Weezer, Bil Krauss, Charlie Parker, Lee Morgan, Miles Davis, Cannonball Adderly, John Coltrane, Dave Brubek (and Quartet), Charles Mingus, Mozart, Benny Goodman.

Movies:

As Good As It Gets, The Hours, Finding Forrester, Momento, About a Boy, Cold Moutain, The Good Girl, The Virgin Suicides, Trainspotting, 1776, Ferris Beuller's Day Off, Fight Club, Thirteen. Like the rest of the world, I hate Titanic, and if I had a cock, I would tell Harry Potter to suck it, and to suck it good.

Television:

Everyone should sell their televisions and buy a better stereo. That having been said: Frasier, Cheers, Friends, 70's SNL, The Daily Show, Everybody Loves Raymond, and Whose Line. Fuck you Jerry Orback.

Books:

This Side of Paradise, A Farewell to Arms, Cancer Ward, All the Pretty Horses, Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, Shakespeare, Cold Mountain, Catcher in the Rye.

Heroes:

Mary Tyler Moore. And the foreign guy from Perfect Strangers.

My Blog

islands in the stream

Fall is my spring. Everything blossoms one more time, the bright leaves are like bouquets of May roses, and then, quite suddenly with the first cold day, it all dies. But this is when I'm at my best. ...
Posted by lindsay on Fri, 04 Nov 2005 10:36:00 PST

short writing

If she's upset, she'll go stand in front of the mirror and study herself in the frame. She looks like she can't find something within its boundaries, or that she doesn't understand what it is that she...
Posted by lindsay on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

What to do with a day...

I feel like enough time has passed and I can translate my feelings and thoughts on recent events and happenings into words. In retrospect, I probably could've managed it a few weeks ago, but I'm glad ...
Posted by lindsay on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Naked as we came lyrics

She says, "Wake up, it's no use pretending." I'll keep stealing, breathing her Birds are leaving, over Autumn's ending One of us will die inside these arms Eyes wide open Naked as we came One w...
Posted by lindsay on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Butterfly lyrics

Yesterday I went outside With my momma's mason jar Caught a lovely Butterfly When I woke up today Looked in on my fairy pet She had withered all away No more sighing in her breast I'm sorry for...
Posted by lindsay on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Iris lyrics

And I'd give up forever to touch you Cause I know that you feel me somehow You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be And I don't want to go home right now And all I can taste is this momen...
Posted by lindsay on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Jeff Buckley stole my title

The past few weeks have been an array of confusion, anger, frustration, and impatience, and they avalanched this past weekend. For all that has happened, I feel as though I am making it through very, ...
Posted by lindsay on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Far, Far Away Lyrics

Far, far away from those city lights Might be shining on you tonight Far, far away from you On the dark side of the moon I long to hold you in my arms and sway Kiss and ride on the CTA I need to...
Posted by lindsay on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

kathryn

i just found out about kathryn tonight ...and it makes perfect sense.
Posted by lindsay on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

"Love will satisfy my impatience..."

Itâ¬"s almost the end of September. Autumn is upon us. I feel sometimes like I am constantly in a battle to break the â¬Sfull circle⬝ effect of my life, trying to get out of that circular track, ...
Posted by lindsay on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST