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i love chocolate soymilk. i am lindsay, and i am lactose intolerant.

so its 9:40 in the am and i have papers to finish.

i was supposed to be up at 4:30, but for some reason i just couldn’t roll my lazy litle self out of bed, so it looks like i might be skipping class and meal plan today, again. surprise surprise. seems like that always happens when i have papers to do, especially 3 and damn i’m so lazy about doing them that i leave them to the last minute.

it used to be that i could actually concentrate the morning before, once i had my cup of tea, and right now my brain is telling me to check out the blogs of every person i know, and the blogs i lurk around (ie: www.pamie.com), and i wonder if i could actually write for a living. and what would i really write anyway. some silly chick lit book? i should hope not. haha maybe, actually, because i have the stories to put one together.

see benaliscious. this is why i didn’t write much in here over the summer. i didn’t have other things to do while being on my computer. so ha!

and lizbeth. it’s www.kurthalsey.com. he’s changed his format to flash so people can’t steal his pics for lj, but i like him very much. if he would put out a new poster that i liked then i’d buy one and put it up in my room. they’re all sort of…melancholy. which is something that i’ve been described as lately.

melancholy: Pensive; thoughtful

hmm.

pen·sive adj. Deeply, often wistfully or dreamily thoughtful. Suggestive or expressive of melancholy thoughtfulness.

yeah well. i don’t mind being thoughtful. i do think a lot.

mmm. twizzlers. mmm .fig newtons. mmm. sugar. i am addicted, which is bad, and when i’m done with this batch of goodies i’m going off sugar. 15 grams per serving. oh yeah! girl on a mission.