shattered glass
Yes, it is a movie that I would like to see about a corrupt journalist. (journalist woo!) More importantly, it is what remains of my temporary water bottle on the library floor. This is why food and drink are not allowed. I am blaming my mom for this one because right before I came back to Whitman I told her about using a glass bottle for a water bottle and she said that it was dangerous. I had no trouble until now. Because I was too lazy to open my backpack one more time before coming to the library, I put the jar into my big pocket on my cozy SG sweatshirt. My cozy sweatshirt is supposed to protect me. Waa. Now the computers are restarting. The library is in chaos! AH!
- posted by Lyndsay @ 8:01 PM

 
new music
Lost for things to talk about, I will borrow from Elizabeth's solely food and music journal and make a music entry.

I saw N.E.R.D. on the Late Show last night. By even knowing who Pherrell is, I scare myself. It is amazing how much your musical tastes can change depending upon who you are surrounded by.
Another example of this is my sudden interest in northwest folky indie artists. My mom does not seem to believe that I can enjoy music that sounds like country or folk. That said, I found this band called Giant Sand. Check it out.
- posted by Lyndsay @ 11:46 PM

 
not as there is a time to post
Yes, that was very cheesy. No, I don't care much for Robert Frost's poetry.

I am home. Whoo! Sadly, it is colder than I had hoped. My two packed tank tops sit in my suitcase.
I am trapped in my house doing organic chemistry.
What an exciting spring break.

I'm not really trying to complain. I don't mind it so much and it was brought upon me by myself.

I did get to eat a tasty lunch with Karina (!!!) yesterday. I hope that I get to see everyone else too.

Nothing much to say. I feel like uploading photos but I have none with me. I did figure out how to tap into the acad-server from home. This made me feel more sneaky than I actually am.

More later tonight. Maybe.


- posted by Lyndsay @ 8:23 PM

 
update
Hi,
I am here as I have been recently reminded of my lack of updates. I was already aware. Really, I have little to say and that won't change for a while.
My slight depression continues on as I believe that I will always be in homework debt.
Umm...
see, nothing.

I just finished with blue moon reading as our retreat was last weekend. Reading makes me want to write. How do you feel after you have read a bit of brilliance? Sometimes I feel as if it has pulled itself inside of me and it continues to roll out over my tounge for minutes, hours, maybe even days depending upon the degree of goodness. I would find myself walking back from the MECCA with my thoughts running in story format. These moments were sadly rare. Few pieces contained the magic which allowed them to momentarily become a part of me. Although I was so critical, I know that I could never write so well even if I tried. blue moon made me wish wish wish that I had that talent. (taken from E. Bishop) My mom has said that I should work on something to submit. Before I write, I must have something to say.

See this kind of post is boring. Next time I find new music, I will write about it here.
I am happy about Sophia Coppola winning an Oscar.
I am happy that Oliver White (lamplighter) is working on a new album.
I am happy that this weekend I was reminded of Don DeLillio, and again I wished that I had more time to read.

I am worried that I have forgotten my literary terms.
and how to analyze poetry
and maybe even how to do a creative layout
and that chemistry just isn't my thing
I am worried about school and internships and life.

But don't worry about me. It will only give me more to worry about.
- posted by Lyndsay @ 1:45 PM