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| Friday, July 21st, 2006 | | 9:06 pm |
I'M ENGAGED!!!!!!!
Deepest appologies to any of you who I should have called to tell this but... I am officialy engaged! To say that the past two weeks have been insane would be an understatement (I frankly haven't had time to call anyone) and although we officaly set a date last Wednesday, we've only been officialy officialy, ring and all, endaged since this Wednesday. I am so unbelievably happy - I just am in utter shock at how my entire world has changed in the last 4 months. Anyway - The wedding is December 30th of this year (I actualy have a lot done already) Have I mentioned how much I love my Leif yet this update? Or how utterly head over heals in love with him I am? Because I do... alot... and I am... completely... If you want to see my ring you can go here. (isn't it just gorgeous!!!) http://www.antiquereflections.com/detail.asp?id=3190I think thats it - my brain is kind of fried - lunnera's wedding is tommorow so thats kind of the center of all being around here. I am engaged to the sweetest, gentlest, most wonderful man on the face of the earth!!!!! (He's also pretty freaking cute!!) Current Mood: ecstaticCurrent Music: Forth Eorlingas (lunnera's recesional) | | Monday, May 15th, 2006 | | 5:16 pm |
*grin*
There is nothing more amazing than hearing "I love you" for the first time in your life from someone you can joyfuly say "I love you too" back to. Current Mood: lovedCurrent Music: I think the Into to Music class next door must be Berlioz | | Tuesday, May 9th, 2006 | | 2:03 pm |
I finished my story!
Here it is the finished story. In other news it is my birthday tommorow. Leif is making dinner tonight, he's sweet. But my head still hurts and that sucks.
Current Mood: happy | | Thursday, May 4th, 2006 | | 2:12 pm |
May baskets
Sorry for this steady stream of goo but thats where my brain is right now: I have the sweetest boyfriend on the face of the earth! To clarify that: I got a May basket this year. And not just any May basket - but one filled with a sort of flower that I had just off-handedly mentioned that I love when we were on a walk a few days earlier and the bushes were spilling into the path. - this is the sort of thing that makes one's moms and grandmas and girlfriends and such go "Awwwwww!" - I am so unbelievably lucky... no, blessed. I've always loved spirea... but after this year it is WAY near the top of my list of favorite flowers! Now for the sake of you gloomy gusses, here's a little lightning of the sachrin: I hate spring - even though I love it I hate it. I have had a spliting headache for the past 4 days and it is getting really old! I can't get schoolwork done when I have a spliting headache which is bad enough as I'm behind in everything because my classes are insane this quarter but on top of that fairly normal for me problem - this year I want to get my schoolwork done even more so that I can enjoy spending time with my wonderful boyfriend. (who is done with concentrated school tommorow - not fair... still praying for that evil logic test though...) As is I either have to not see him much (not happening). Or feel guilty that I'm sluffing off my schoolwork in order to do something that - though I justify it by saying he is more important than schoolwork - I know darn well I wouldn't be doing were it just important and not also fun. ah well Its a problem I'd rather have than not however... well so I could do without the schoolwork, I wouldnt mind not having that problem... you know what I mean. Current Mood: giddyCurrent Music: the pounding in my head | | Wednesday, April 19th, 2006 | | 6:40 pm |
Rough draft of my unnamed story
Alright, here is the story I've been working on for this class. It is still quite rough but I'm just looking for any sort of feedback at all. Mostly - is this too obscure of factual information to make the fictional story interesting? Leif says it's good and not too hard to follow, and I do trust his opinion on writing, but #1 he is sweet and #2 he's another history person, even if not music history so much. And so far he's the only one who's read most of it. So just looking for more opinions. Anyway - Here it is:
Current Mood: happy | | 5:21 pm |
Just stuffs - I'm still floating btw
I can't remember the last time I was this happy! #1 Leif #2 I am loving this fiction writing class and am actualy thinking of trying to get published. I never thought I was good enough to really be a writer - but I'm begining to think that though I probably couldn't live off of writing, I might be able to make some very nice extra cash - and even more I just plain love doing it! #3 Leif #4 That wonderful late freeze seemd to be doing wonders for my allergies - or maybe its just giddyness that has frozen those nasty old histamines - either way - allergies are very light this year - WHEE!! #5 Leif #6 My best friend has changed her major and is back to being her old self - its so good to see her happy again. #7 Leif It continues pretty much like that... with frequent reprives of 1, 3, 5 & 7 :) His sisters are hilarious! My parents are comming down next week for a vacation so they get to meet him - I'm so very excited! I also might be getting to meet his mom tommorow - if I can get off work. "Hey - can I kind of shift my scedual tommorow a bit? I need to leave this library so I can go to the branch accross town." Yeah - not to sure how well that will work. (she's doing a reading from her book - which is excelent btw) Anyway - The world is good. Maybe I'll post the story I've been working on later. Current Mood: happy | | Thursday, April 13th, 2006 | | 1:36 pm |
Just floating by...
I'm sure this floaty giddyness will pass eventualy... but for now I'm just going to enjoy it. I get to meet his sisters tonight - I am so excited! I love being called Sweetie!!!!! Now that I've given you all diabetes I'm going to go bounce off. Current Mood: giddyCurrent Music: clackety keyboards | | Tuesday, April 11th, 2006 | | 1:45 pm |
The world is good.
I haven't updated in here forever but I just had to squeel at the world since I've run out of people I can call and squeel at. Leif is the sweetest guy in the world! I'm just so delieriously happy to be able to call this wonderful shy gentlemanly adorable man my boyfriend. Thats it really - just being hopelessly "twitterpated" I'm going to go and answer his unbelievably sweet email now. ~Lindy Current Mood: giddyCurrent Music: Die Moldeau - Smetana | | Friday, August 26th, 2005 | | 10:48 pm |
From Dreamstrifer First, write down the names of 12 characters. Then read and answer the questions. You can't look at the questions (or click on the cut) until you write down the 12 characters you're going to use.
1. Raoul de Chagny 2. Gilbert Blythe 3. Fitzwilliam Darcy 4. Anne Shirley-Blythe 5. Jane Eyre 6. B.J. Hunnicutt 7. Jack Aubrey 8. Stephen Maturin 9. Yuki Sohma 10. Erik, The Phantom of the Opera 11. Andrew (Touched by an Angel) 12. Legolas
( The Questions *dun dun dun* )
Current Mood: irritatedCurrent Music: The Music Stopped - Patrick Willson *SQUEE!* | | Tuesday, August 23rd, 2005 | | 12:23 am |
I SHOULD NOT BE THIS EXCITED ABOUT A HAIR THING!!!!
So I went with my parents while they picked up this gorgeous curved glass china cabinet from an antique store today, I was looking in the jewelry case while mom was paying and such. First I saw this totaly gorgeous tiny ladies pocket watch that I am totaly in love with and the next time I have $20 to spare I am so going back and hoping it's still there, but then I saw IT. That which I have been looking for for years! ( Illustrated for your viewing pleasure ) Current Mood: Jazzed!Current Music: Steven Curtis Chapman - 500 Miles (I'm Gonna Be) | | Thursday, June 30th, 2005 | | 12:55 am |
Movie Meme
From ladymargaret1. Pick 10 movies that mean a lot to you and choose one cap from each movie. 2. Post those caps in your LJ and screen all comments. 3. YOUR FRIENDS HAVE TO GUESS WHICH MOVIES YOU CHOSE! 4. No looking at my user info or cheating in any other way, you don't have to comment with all 10 titles! Because all the comments are screened you can guess the ones someone else has already guessed as well. ( the caps )I was having trouble finding caps that weren't obvious on alot of these. Shouldn't be too hard, especialy if you know my favorite movies (i.e. lunnera, who already figured out most of them) Current Mood: lethargicCurrent Music: end of "Alex and Emma" that Lunnera is watching | | Sunday, June 26th, 2005 | | 4:00 am |
One True Pairing meme
Wasn't exactly tagged but I couldn't resist (from dreamstrifer )
1. Pick your 5 favorite OTPs
2. Find pictures and post them
3. Give the name of the OTP and what fandom they're from
4. List your favorite moment between them
5. Tag 5 people from your friends list to do this meme
( SQUEE! )
(I'm not going to tag anyone - have fun if you want)
Current Mood: itchy Current Music: Small Umbrella in the Rain; Little Women the Musical | | Friday, June 24th, 2005 | | 11:51 pm |
My babies are growing up!  Today (June 24) was the kids' first birthday. I realized this as we were making supper so we picked them up and snuggled them, sang happy birthday in baby voices while they glared and struggled to get away from the wieredness, gave Bonden a kitty treat and Bo'sn (who is allergic to fish. Of course my cat is allergic to something rediculous.) a bit of the hamburger Lunnera had just finnished browning, and sprinkled some catnip in the corner so they could get drunk. Good times. Current Mood: cheerfulCurrent Music: Off To Massachusetts: Little Women the Musical | | Sunday, June 19th, 2005 | | 1:16 am |
Adventures in dog-sitting Also known as "The only way this night could get worse is for the house to burn down around my ears once I go to bed"
(Maybe I shouldn't have said that...)
So the whole thing started out innocently enough. I hosted tonight instead of serving. It got kind of busy towards the end but it wasn't all that bad. It was me and Chelsey hosting tonight - neither of us are the normal Saturday nighters since she was working for Missy and I was working for lunnera. It was kinda nice - Chelsey is a nice girl. Russ was cheezing of Chris (manager) though so he (Chris) kept telling me to not seat him (Russ) until his last table had left and then to just keep giving him once more to make him mad. Anyway - I finaly got out of there around 10:30. I'm not used to wearing heels to work anymore so my feet were killing me but I had to go over to Lunnera's parents to let the dog come in for a while and to feed the cat (and to give both some lovin's). So I headed over there. I stopped at Taco Bell on the way so I could eat while the animals had their free time. I got to the house, left my purse and food in the car, got the key from the super secret hiding place, and unlocked the door. I was listning to the voice mail from lunnera that gave me the "simple step by step instructions"</span> voice mail from lunnera so I had my phone and car keys in the house. I set them and the house key down on the piano and went back out to get my food and purse. One small problem though, aparently the front door locks itself when it closes - I was not aware of this. So there I was standing outside the locked door with the house key, my car keys, and my phone inside. Determined not to panic I tried the other doors - they were also locked. So I tried all three again harder. Then I tried yanking and kicking. They were still just as locked. So I went into the garage and scrounged up a skiny screwdriver hoping that I might be able to jiggle the locks open (realizing how rediculous the thought of me succesfuly picking a lock was the whole time). It of course didn't work. Then I thought of maybe taking the hinges off one of the doors but the only one with outside hinges had no light source near and looked like the hinges had been repeatedly painted over - I would never in my supreme whimpyness be able to pry that off. So giving the front door one last yank fiddle and kick I walked (taco bell bag still in hand) to back door neighbor gas station to use the payphone. As I pick up the phone I suddenly realize that because of my cell's phone book I don't know anyone's number and because most people I hang around with also use cell phones exclusively I can't even look up the numbers. I do know lunnera's old number - but the phone that it calls is sitting on the desk in our apatment and I have no idea what her new number is. I finaly decide to call my parents (who live 2 1/2 hours away) collect and see if they can come up with anything. Of course my mother is in instant panic mode at the thought of me standing around stranded in front of a gas station, but they do say they will try and call the numbers I think *might* belong to any of Lunnera's fammily and if they cant get ahold of them they will call the police. So I give them the number of the payphone and hang up. By now my feet are killing me and my stomach is growling so I sit down on the window ledge and eat my taco bell. Tacos are simply not something easy to eat when you are dressed up and siting on a gas station window sill. I end up with all sorts of food stuffs dribbled down my nice clothes including an especialy large blob of sour cream on my shoe. About 20 minutes later my parents call back, any of the numbers I gave them were either wrong or werent being answered, the police don't cme by for lock outs unless there is like a gas oven on or some such, and they can't get ahold of the locksmith the police told them to call. So I stand there digging through the phone book for locksmiths, give them a couple of numbers and hang up again. Idea! Work would have Lunnera's correct number. So I call mom and dad again and give them the number there hoping against hope that Chris just might still be there, hang up again. I wait another good 20 minutes (while being positively chewed to bits by mosquitos - I have several bloody spots on my nylons now) and the phone rings. Lunnera is also not answereing her phone but the locksmith is on his way - he will call in a few minutes for exact directions. Half an hour later, I call my parents again "Wasn't he supposed to call?", they call him on their cell phone - he hadn't realized I was just standing outside a gas station that was going to be closing in a few minutes and I really didn't want to stand around once he did, we all hang up. 5 minuted - the locksmith finaly calls and I establish once again that I suck at giving directions (that and I don't know that part of town very well). The gas station is closing so I walk back to the house to wait for him. I have a book in my purse and there is a chair on the porch so this wait is a bit more pleasant even though I am still being eaten alive (at least I dont have questionable chracters checking me out while they get beer). April (the dog) is yap yap yapping about still being tied up and I tell her to shut up because I don't care - the upstairs neighbors also tell her to shut up (where were they when I was trying to break in). Aparently my mother is in full on panic mode as a police car drives up. "is everything allright here?" in usual police man seriousness "Sure - I'm just locked out of this house and by extension locked out of mine, know no one around here, can get ahold of no one who can come get me, I'm tired and itchy and I just want to go home but otherwise I'm peachy dandy" (ok so I'm a good deal more polite than that in real life but that's what I was thinking) "Do you need anything from us" "Nope just the locksmith - he said he would be here in 15 minutes 20 minutes ago" "Well all right ma'am if you're sure you're ok" new police car drives up, they confer for a bit, prrogonal guy comes back "Your dad wants you to call him" "My cell phone is kind of in the locked house - thus the problem." "Well just as soon as you can then" "This has been one bloody annoying night:" "Good evening ma'am" (since when did I become ma'am instead of 'miss'?). About 10 minutes later the locksmith guy finaly gets there, he picks at the lock for awhile and jiggles a card around and finaly gets it open by whatever magic. But he want's some sort of proof I have a right to be there. I can't blame him, he has to do that but I've got nothing. There is a note adressed to "Myah!" but that isn't going to help much. I tell him the dog knows me but frankly she would probably act like she knows him too. He asks if my cell phone has my name on it and I tell him it has my nickname. He picks it up and asks what it says. I say "Lindy-Kins" he looks at me funny but agrees that that is what it says. and decides that in lieu of anything better that's good enough for him with such a crazy story to go with it. So he finnishes filling out his billing form (we have a bot of trouble deciding whether to put <i>my</i> address as the one signing it, my parents adress as the ones paying for it (because I am flat broke), or the adress of the house that was unlocked, he decides on all three - finishes up hand me the reciept and leaves. By now my left contact has decided that it is not on speeking terms with my eye and my numerous bug bites are itching like crazy. I go let April off the leash so she can come in and get some lovings while I call my parents. My mother has of course worked herself into a nervous frenzy and dosent want to let me off the phone until I am locked into my own apartment accross town. I am by now so tired and fed up and miserable that trying to concentrate on talking to her while feeding the cat are too many things at once and tell her I will call once I am home (she dosent like it but I tell her I'm just not talking or listning to her till I get home either way). I feed the cat, put the dog back out on her chain and head home (very carefuly making sure I have the key on me at all times). By the time I get home I practicaly cant see my eye hurts from my whiney contact so much and the blisters on my feet have started poping. I call mom on the way up the stairs planing to just tell her I am home and hang up but she wants to have a long conversation or something - she knows better than anyone that the last thing I want to do when I am tired and grumpy is to talk to anyone much less my mother who asks me detailed questions and expects me to be able to remember the details she wants to know - I'm lucky if I can remember the generals of an event 5 minutes later when I am wide awake, much less when my eye is going to fall out and all I want to do is pass out. So I finaly get her off the phone and get my contacts out, I then discover a huge blob of cat puke on the bathroom rug. I decide that I need A. Alcohol and B. Chocolate - fortunately we have both so I go to the refrigerator to procur said. As I walk into the kitchen Bonden informs me "Mrowrow!" (translation: my bowl is empty and I am a very hungry kitten!) I groan at him "Taking care of pets is the absolute LAST thing I want to do right now" but he again insists "Mrowrowrow!" fine, I go to get their cat food bag from the top of the cupboards (it is kept there because they can't reach it to rip into it there) - as I reach up and try to pull it down I am covered in a shower of cat food, whichever of us fed them last didn't get the ziplock part quite sealed. So now I am exausted, my eye is still watering, bug bites are itching, feet are aching, blisters are oozing, <i>and</i> I have catfood dust in my hair and down my bra - I go into the bathroom to dust myself off and step barefoot into the formerly discovered cat puke. I decide to go back to eating the leftover super chocolate desert from TGIFridays (If I didn't have to work tommorow I would be getting so drunk right about now) and then after that take a long bath with baking soda to stop all the itch. I eat the chocolate (it helps some) and go to take the bath... and I can't find the baking soda... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
If it wasn't just so gosh darn funny in a twisted 'murphy's law' sort of way I think I would just sit right down and cry. Current Mood: drainedCurrent Music: Evanescence-Classical training gone rock=cranky Lindy music) | | Thursday, June 16th, 2005 | | 4:02 pm |
Myah! Responding to tag by the lovely Lunnera.
List your current six favorite songs, then pick six other people that have to do the same.
1. Someone to Watch Over Me - George and Ira Gershwin
2. All I Ask of You - Phantom of the Opera
3. Nocturne #20 in C# minor - Fryderyk Chopin
4. La Musica Notturna Delle Strade di Madrid No. 6 Op. 30 - Luigi Boccherini
5. Ballade #1 in G minor, op.23 - Fryderyk Chopin
6. Oceano - Josh Groban
Tag!
dreamstrifer
ladymargaret
moi51
britishness
j_o_s_h
In other news - I am one half of the greatest comedy duo ever. Its the Raoul and Erik comedy hour - brought to you my Lindy and Janier. To translate I'm playing Raoul in a Gaia RP thread and in some weired and unforseeable twist of plot the Phantom and Raoul have become best buds! Tis hilarious in the extremes. I'm slowly editing it into a fanfic if anyone is interested (That Age Old Rapport). Poor Lunnera is getting a bit fed up with my monopolizing the computer for RP purposes - can't say I really blame her *puppy dog eyes* Current Mood: hotCurrent Music: Cello Concerto No. 2 - Allegro moderato - Franz Josef Haydn | | Friday, May 20th, 2005 | | 10:25 pm |
Warning: Post of fangirlish whining OK - so I'm getting annoyed with the entire Phantom of the Opera fandom. I mean I love the any version of the musical you throw at me (i.e. Movie, Orriginal Cast recording, touring company) and I'm in love with Gaston Leroux for his plot (even if I'm not particularly impressed with his writing style/the translator). But the fans as a body are so stupid that I just want to yell "You great boobys", punjab them all and be done with it.
And it's not just the movie that has done this (although It - Gerry!Erik in particular - has certainly magnified the problem) it was like this even when I first fell in love back freshman year of high school. All my gripes are centered around the defamation of the character of Raoul (my favorite from the first time I heard "All I Ask of You") but can be broken down as follows.
#1 - "Raoul is a fop" - So the dude is a member of the upper class and dresses nicely and keeps his hair neat. How, may I ask, is this a major character flaw. Especialy as your beloved Phantom is equally guilty of this. The man owns and wears numerous wigs for heaven's sake.
#2 "Raoul ruined all chance for Erik to find happiness" - Well how terrible of him! I should think someone should be arrested for unexpectadly running into their childhood sweetheart, falling in love, and getting married. What's worse he does his best to protect her from her creepy stalker - shocking! What is the world comming to when people like this are allowed to run about free.
</ sarcasm>#3 the standard fanfiction plot "Raoul is a controling wife-beater and Christine must be rescued by the galant Pantom and live happily ever after with her gentle love" - let's look at track records here.
Phantom: murdered at least 3-4 seperate people trying to get to Christine, "Your chains are still mine, you belong to me", kidnaps her, decieves and manipulates her, threatens to kill her fiance in front of her eyes if she does not marry him, stalks her, verbal abuse when she does something to make him angry "Curse you you little prying Pandora...", a world of darkness "turn your face away from the garish light of day"
Raoul: Is willing to go along with her wishes until she is comfortable even if he dosent understand it "But why is it secret what have we to hide?... I can only hope I'll understand in time", Willing to sacrifice himself for her happiness "Don't throw your life away for my sake", gently comforts her when she is frightened, wants to protect her, a world of light "Let me be your shelter, let me me your light"
Really - just look at the difference between the demands in "Music of the Night" as opposed to "All I Ask of You" - which sounds like the healthier more loving and gentle realtionship. I realize that not everyone finds the sweet old-fashioned gentlemen of the world as incredibly sexy as I do - but taste aside Erik is alot more likely to end up the absive one.
#4 "Erik is hot!" - No. Erik is hideous, a living corpse with no nose, waxy yellow skin, and hands that smell of death . Gerry Butler with a third degree sunburn is the one who is hot - please learn the difference
#5 the most annoying thing about this "Phandom" - Variences in taste are allowed, I may think you are crazy if you find Phantom atractive, and won't be suprised to see you in a home for battered women 10 years from now with your taste in men, but if you truly think Erik is awesome and Christine should have stayed with him (and if she won't you will) - fine - enjoy your stalker. But stop bashing Raoul. All he ever did was be a sweet guy and comb his hair - hardly worth hating him with such venom.
I mean - I'm active in quite a few different fandoms. There are always differences in taste, there will always be someone who can't stand your favorite character and thinks the one you hate is the coolest thing since sliced cheese. But this vicious, unbridled hatred of one character by the entirety of a fandom is something I've never seen anywhere but the POTO boards/groups/whatever - not even for truly evil vilians.
Any of you who know me know that I love to laugh, to poke well meaning fun at people and characters I like - but I find I can't do that with POTO because there is so much hate and bashing of Raoul that I don't want to add to it by laughing at his less than bright moments and I end up defending his character crabbily even if I can see the hummor of what is being said. I also find myself bashing on the Phantom in retaliation. I like Erik - I really do. He is an incredibly interesting and complex character and I pitty him greatly for the life he has lived. But his Raoul bashing fangirls are so stupid and annoying that I end up returning the favor and that makes me even crankier.
And don't even try to find some nice Raoul/Christine fanfics or Icons - they simply don't exist.
Ok, I think I'm done being whiney now (I did warn you) - just had to get that off my chest. (Obsessed? No, not at all. Why do you ask?)
~Lindy~
Proud member of R.A.O.U.L - Rabid Admirers Of Underated Lovers Current Mood: annoyedCurrent Music: "Twisted Every Way" (movie in background) | | Wednesday, May 18th, 2005 | | 9:11 pm |
LOST!
Ok - I'm not going to spoil anything for those of you who havent seen it yet but... just keep the kleenex handy ... side note - show some love for the new Icon. *puppy dog eyes* Please?... Current Mood: I WILL DIE BEFORE NEXT WEEK!Current Music: my own sniffiling | | Wednesday, May 11th, 2005 | | 1:29 am |
Obligatory (really) tipsy post
yeah... so having trouble finding the right keys (you should see how many tines I've hit back space just to type this (sort of) sentance. nights tally some shot that had Baileys and butterscotch in it Morgan and Coke Gold shlager (sp) White Russian Irish Car Bomb Glass of Water Red Headed strumpet (or some such) Baileyes and Soda and sips of whatever Lunnera had (Midori and Sprite and Fuzzy Navel I think) all between 11 and 1 I am more than slightly tipsy the Irish girl had met her match - 7+ drinks in 2 hours I'm sure I could be WAY more drunk but have no desire to be this already feels like being on Prednisone, Albuterol and Codine all at once (leave it tp me to compare being half drunk to perscription meds anyway... happy birthday to me much more fun than my 21st I'm going to have a lovely headache tommorow at work... goodnight - better update when I can see the keyboard clearly Current Mood: drunkCurrent Music: fans | | Tuesday, May 10th, 2005 | | 1:48 am |
Happy Birthday to me!
Just had to be self promoting here and state that this lovely day, the Tenth of May is my birthday! Horray for being 22. I must admit this is the first birthday I've ever gone "Whoa - am I really __ ?" Last year it was "Cool - I'm now officialy an adult!" but this year its like "Weird - I'm so officialy an adult I'm not even 21 anymore" (if that makes any sense and I assume it probably dosen't. 21 is a fun age to be able to say you are - I'll miss that in a weird way. Wow - just thinking how much has changed in a year. On my last birthday I had gotten back from Choir tour the day before and was to tired to even stay up till 12:07AM (when I was born). I spent the day studying for finals and doing laundry. I was litteraly living in my parents basement and was at a small Christian College where drinking was an offence worthy of suspension. I spent my 21st birthday with my parents, watching a movie, folding laundry, and drinking rootbeer. I am now in an apartment with my lovely roommate Lunnera and our kitten boys. I am not even in school currently (trying to convince self not to quit permenantly). Our fridge looks like a couple of alcoholics live here (we have a tendancy to try new stuff then leave it in the fridge for months till some guest polishes it off). And tommorow night (er...I guess its technicaly tonight) I'm going to be going out to bars with some girls from work. *head spins as Lindy laughs at the difference a year can make* Anyhoo - enough nostalgia. I'm going to go look for some more Raoul fan fics - when that proves unsucessful I shall whine at all the little Erik fangirls on Gaia then go to bed. Goodnight all. ~Lindy Current Mood: nostalgicCurrent Music: All I Ask of You from Phantom of the Opera (on repeat) | | Saturday, April 23rd, 2005 | | 2:32 am |
Best roommate ever!
So my lovely roomie Lunnera just couldn't resist any more and gave me my birthday present early ("Happy Earth Day!" was her cry)... I HAVE THE FIRST SIX SEASONS OF M*A*S*H!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I mean it's been my favorite show ever since I was little and I've been dying to buy the DVDs that have been comming out but I've just been too poor to splurge that much. But she got them for me!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (horray for ebay) *bounces about the room gnawing on the box* We're talking 36 discs here, not just your average dvd set, this is in this big book like thing - I have a freaking TOME of M*A*S*H!!!!!! I just had to share my joy before going to bed Current Mood: bouncyCurrent Music: purring cat |
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