New things in my life for those I haven't seen/talked to in a while:
1. I will be in Russia this summer (Petersburg) from June 8th-Aug. 8th. It will be "bomb."
2. I am listening to Tangos and writing about Surrealism--Breton's Nadja, to be exact. It is kind of transporting me back to the 1920s. I don't really like it, but it makes me feel tan ( Read more... )

I only like coffee with that nasty powder stuff in it that pretends to be cream.

Kewl.

Oh man. I have been doing such a zone-out in my French class. And for the love of God--I will admit that my professor is a sweet lady, but that does not change the fact that French as a language is the poop of poops.

I feel even more wonderful now that I have "Livin' on a Prayer" stuck in my head for some reason.

let's see...what went down today.

Well, not much really.

Dude, it sucks when you are talking to yourself and people, like, hear you 'n shit. sux.

Hey, you guys. oh man.

Feel free to post some ruminations on "Caught in the act: talkin' to yourself!"

Dear baby starving Gogol',

Your sentences are hella long. Jesus Christ.

Love,

Lindsay

(p.s. if you use one more present active participle, I'm going to have to travel back in time and ask you to stop.)

Dear Wesleyan,

The Strokes suck.

Love,

Lindsay

It has snowed so much that I think I'm stuck in my house.

Well, this morning I attended Greta Slobin's class.

Long story short, the 20th Century is anti-me.

Kewl!