Wednesday, November 29, 2006
"well skin me alive and call me luggage."
(sorry for the slightly offensive title. its a quote from "Tiny Toons: How I spent my summer vacation" which was a childhood favorite. I think we (my sisters and I) checked it out from the Quincy Video Store every week for an entire summer. I'm not exaggerating, we watched it incessantly.)
1. Apology: the lack of "real" and readable posts. the survey is far from acceptable, but a space filler during the holiday.
2. I am preparing for the Militia Group retreat to Big Bear this next weekend. Usually we go on a cruise, this year it was left to ME to plan the festivites. So, The Sleepy Forest Cottages it is. I can't tell if this will be the best time of my life, or if I will be bored out of my skull. Either way, I am looking forward to a weekend in the moutains. Paul wont be there, which is my only complaint. He's moving to New York on the 1st of January (I think, or sooner...?). With Brandon gone, and now Paul-- I must admit, there is a large, gaping hole in my life. I love those two very very much.
3. i saw the Gray Kid perform tonight. he's incredible. really, he is.
4. and now I am here. writing to whomever may listen and/or read. thanks for stopping by. its been a weird week. I've most likely avoided writing, because I've been emotional. And, as I say -- this is a "painfully self-aware" blog. I can't get too vulnerable. Its the world wide web, people! I'll share more. All in good time...
1. Apology: the lack of "real" and readable posts. the survey is far from acceptable, but a space filler during the holiday.
2. I am preparing for the Militia Group retreat to Big Bear this next weekend. Usually we go on a cruise, this year it was left to ME to plan the festivites. So, The Sleepy Forest Cottages it is. I can't tell if this will be the best time of my life, or if I will be bored out of my skull. Either way, I am looking forward to a weekend in the moutains. Paul wont be there, which is my only complaint. He's moving to New York on the 1st of January (I think, or sooner...?). With Brandon gone, and now Paul-- I must admit, there is a large, gaping hole in my life. I love those two very very much.
3. i saw the Gray Kid perform tonight. he's incredible. really, he is.
4. and now I am here. writing to whomever may listen and/or read. thanks for stopping by. its been a weird week. I've most likely avoided writing, because I've been emotional. And, as I say -- this is a "painfully self-aware" blog. I can't get too vulnerable. Its the world wide web, people! I'll share more. All in good time...
Monday, November 27, 2006
11 LAYERS OF YOU
LAYER ONE: ON THE OUTSIDE
Name: lindsay strannigan
Birth date: aug 16
Current Location: long beach
Eye Color: blue
Hair Color: strawberry blonde-brown
Righty or Lefty: righty
Zodiac Sign: leo
LAYER TWO: ON THE INSIDE
Your heritage: scottish, irish, english. a lil bit o' cherokee indian.
Your fears: bills.
Your weakness: eggnogg lattes
Your perfect pizza: pineapple and loads of crushed red peppers.
Goal you'd like to achieve: being debt-free
LAYER THREE: YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW:
Your thoughts first waking up: i have to pee
Your best physical feature: calves
Your bedtime: between 12 and 1
Your most missed memory: how do you miss a memory? maybe my parents tucking me in every night.
LAYER FOUR: YOUR PICK:
Pepsi or Coke: coke
McDonald's or Burger King: Hole Mole
Single or group dates: thank you, no. ok kidding. a nice mix of both.
Adidas or Nike: I wear boots
Lipton Tea or Nestea: Peets
Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate
Cappuccino or coffee: both. all day. every day.
LAYER FIVE: DO YOU?
Take a shower: every other day
Have a crush? sure
Think you've been in love: yes
Want to get married? eventually
Believe in yourself: most days
Think you're a health freak: mostly. tho, lately I've been craving french fries, dangit.
LAYER SIX: IN THE PAST MONTH
Gone to the mall: I dont think so
Been on stage: maybe helping load a band or to hang up a banner
Been dumped: nope
Gone skating: nope
Dyed your hair: its been ages. the addiction is gone.
LAYER SEVEN: HAVE YOU EVER
Played a stripping game: no
Gotten beaten up: no
Changed who you were to fit in: eh, probably a million times. in wyoming, I wore cowboy boots.
LAYER EIGHT: GETTING OLD
Age your hoping to be married: good grief, I don't know. 29 ? 31 ?
Age you wanna have kids: 3-5 years after marriage
LAYER NINE: IN A GIRL/GUY
Best eye color: green-ish
Best hair color: dark. curly is generally good, too.
Short or long hair: both. long-ish.
LAYER TEN: WHAT WERE YOU DOING
1 MINUTE AGO: looking @ facebook pics
1 HOUR AGO: trying to get a christmas tree (and failing)
1 YEAR AGO: working for sidecho, living in LA
LAYER 11:FINISH THE SENTENCE
I LOVE: my fam, my job, the jeans Linda gave me.
I FEEL: like a nomad
I HATE: geese, bananas
I HIDE: from my emotions
I MISS: my fam, linda, reichle, dave price, jamie.
I NEED: a benefactor. :) or someone to at least pay for a summer's worth of traveling the globe.
LAYER ONE: ON THE OUTSIDE
Name: lindsay strannigan
Birth date: aug 16
Current Location: long beach
Eye Color: blue
Hair Color: strawberry blonde-brown
Righty or Lefty: righty
Zodiac Sign: leo
LAYER TWO: ON THE INSIDE
Your heritage: scottish, irish, english. a lil bit o' cherokee indian.
Your fears: bills.
Your weakness: eggnogg lattes
Your perfect pizza: pineapple and loads of crushed red peppers.
Goal you'd like to achieve: being debt-free
LAYER THREE: YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW:
Your thoughts first waking up: i have to pee
Your best physical feature: calves
Your bedtime: between 12 and 1
Your most missed memory: how do you miss a memory? maybe my parents tucking me in every night.
LAYER FOUR: YOUR PICK:
Pepsi or Coke: coke
McDonald's or Burger King: Hole Mole
Single or group dates: thank you, no. ok kidding. a nice mix of both.
Adidas or Nike: I wear boots
Lipton Tea or Nestea: Peets
Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate
Cappuccino or coffee: both. all day. every day.
LAYER FIVE: DO YOU?
Take a shower: every other day
Have a crush? sure
Think you've been in love: yes
Want to get married? eventually
Believe in yourself: most days
Think you're a health freak: mostly. tho, lately I've been craving french fries, dangit.
LAYER SIX: IN THE PAST MONTH
Gone to the mall: I dont think so
Been on stage: maybe helping load a band or to hang up a banner
Been dumped: nope
Gone skating: nope
Dyed your hair: its been ages. the addiction is gone.
LAYER SEVEN: HAVE YOU EVER
Played a stripping game: no
Gotten beaten up: no
Changed who you were to fit in: eh, probably a million times. in wyoming, I wore cowboy boots.
LAYER EIGHT: GETTING OLD
Age your hoping to be married: good grief, I don't know. 29 ? 31 ?
Age you wanna have kids: 3-5 years after marriage
LAYER NINE: IN A GIRL/GUY
Best eye color: green-ish
Best hair color: dark. curly is generally good, too.
Short or long hair: both. long-ish.
LAYER TEN: WHAT WERE YOU DOING
1 MINUTE AGO: looking @ facebook pics
1 HOUR AGO: trying to get a christmas tree (and failing)
1 YEAR AGO: working for sidecho, living in LA
LAYER 11:FINISH THE SENTENCE
I LOVE: my fam, my job, the jeans Linda gave me.
I FEEL: like a nomad
I HATE: geese, bananas
I HIDE: from my emotions
I MISS: my fam, linda, reichle, dave price, jamie.
I NEED: a benefactor. :) or someone to at least pay for a summer's worth of traveling the globe.
Monday, November 20, 2006
Saturday, November 18, 2006
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BESTY.
I can't get over how perfect this picture is for the occasion.
:)
Happy Birthday, Linna. May 25 treat you well.
:)
Happy Birthday, Linna. May 25 treat you well.
Friday, November 17, 2006
this one goes out to Brandon...
the little brother I never wanted, but somehow acquired this summer.
he moves back to Missouri this weekend.
and, I hate to admit it, but I am gonna miss the lil guy. He's become somewhat of a fixture at my house and I can already tell that its gonna be quiet around here without him.
So, here's to Brandon (and 3rd of July parties, and pop-ups, and pouring water in our hair, and "googling" the address, and Neil Young on the beach, and mermaids, and stir fry nights, etc...). May you absolutely HATE Missouri and come back here soon. :)
oh, and these pics were taken of us after the Everybody Else show @ The Troub and are pretty terrible, but funny.
he moves back to Missouri this weekend.
and, I hate to admit it, but I am gonna miss the lil guy. He's become somewhat of a fixture at my house and I can already tell that its gonna be quiet around here without him.
So, here's to Brandon (and 3rd of July parties, and pop-ups, and pouring water in our hair, and "googling" the address, and Neil Young on the beach, and mermaids, and stir fry nights, etc...). May you absolutely HATE Missouri and come back here soon. :)
oh, and these pics were taken of us after the Everybody Else show @ The Troub and are pretty terrible, but funny.
Saturday, November 11, 2006
I need you so much closer.
"Will you promise me that you'll still love what you loved when you left?" - Denison WItmer
(I've been listening to obscene amounts of Denison Witmer. You can go to www.happybirthdaydenison.com and get 30 free songs. its his present to YOU for his 30th birthday. i love it.)
Well, folks, its been a whirlwind.
New York was a nightmarish version of planes, trains, and automobiles. But with less trains and more taxi cabs -- and a lost cell phone, a lot of late nights, too many shows, one cute boy, and a silly hotel that wouldn't let me check in. So i slept in the lobby for a couple hours (I SHOWED THEM!! HA!). That was the real low point of the trip.
There are a lot of stories from New York. If you have the time, we will have coffee and I will tell you these stories. Needless to say, the trip was harrowing (at best). But I am alive -- with the sniffles -- and in California.
I came home to an empty apartment. Kristin is traversing the country in the Cold War Kids can and Amanada is visiting her brother in Virginia. I must admit, for the amount of socialization (and overstimulization) I've had in the last couple weeks, a lonesome and quiet apartment is welcomed. Its so rare these days that I find a little time to myself. I made lists, I made promises -- I had every intention of fostering friendships. And then the music industry ate me up. I went to New York and I bled myself dry. I came back from New York and went to shows on Tuesday, Weds, Thurs, and Friday. I caught a nasty cold, but I put my head down and powered through.
I'm not sure how or when or if things will change. I know I'm only young once and I can have some assurance in knowing that I'm doing what I set out to do. I don't know what's next, but I hope its a bit slower-paced.
The holidays are rapidly approaching, and this means rest. And family. And food. I think that is just what the doctor ordered.
So, I am sorry for the strain of seemingly depressing and unrelated depressing tidbits of information. I'm Ok, I really am. Its 11:11 on a saturday night and I am left with my thoughts and a bottle of Chuck Shaw. Make a wish, eh?
And yes, Danielle, the title is for you. I need you so much closer. You know what I mean.
(I've been listening to obscene amounts of Denison Witmer. You can go to www.happybirthdaydenison.com and get 30 free songs. its his present to YOU for his 30th birthday. i love it.)
Well, folks, its been a whirlwind.
New York was a nightmarish version of planes, trains, and automobiles. But with less trains and more taxi cabs -- and a lost cell phone, a lot of late nights, too many shows, one cute boy, and a silly hotel that wouldn't let me check in. So i slept in the lobby for a couple hours (I SHOWED THEM!! HA!). That was the real low point of the trip.
There are a lot of stories from New York. If you have the time, we will have coffee and I will tell you these stories. Needless to say, the trip was harrowing (at best). But I am alive -- with the sniffles -- and in California.
I came home to an empty apartment. Kristin is traversing the country in the Cold War Kids can and Amanada is visiting her brother in Virginia. I must admit, for the amount of socialization (and overstimulization) I've had in the last couple weeks, a lonesome and quiet apartment is welcomed. Its so rare these days that I find a little time to myself. I made lists, I made promises -- I had every intention of fostering friendships. And then the music industry ate me up. I went to New York and I bled myself dry. I came back from New York and went to shows on Tuesday, Weds, Thurs, and Friday. I caught a nasty cold, but I put my head down and powered through.
I'm not sure how or when or if things will change. I know I'm only young once and I can have some assurance in knowing that I'm doing what I set out to do. I don't know what's next, but I hope its a bit slower-paced.
The holidays are rapidly approaching, and this means rest. And family. And food. I think that is just what the doctor ordered.
So, I am sorry for the strain of seemingly depressing and unrelated depressing tidbits of information. I'm Ok, I really am. Its 11:11 on a saturday night and I am left with my thoughts and a bottle of Chuck Shaw. Make a wish, eh?
And yes, Danielle, the title is for you. I need you so much closer. You know what I mean.
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
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