Lindsay: 25, Indianapolis. Is not one of those feisty "i will survive" types. Makes fun of what you're wearing. Trying to figure out what to do after whitewashing her "future plans" board. Has no opinion on dragons.

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02 February 2007 : but what will you wear?

i waited longer than i wanted for this post, but i wanted to make sure that all the important people got the information firsthand. and in all fairness, i wasn't expecting to know for several more weeks, so you all are getting the news earlier than anyone could have dreamed, despite my self imposed delay.

what i'm saying is, i found a letter on the dining room table this morning. i don't know how long it had been there, but it's been at least a day, since we don't get our mail until early evening.

it was small, and that frightened me a little, but like i said, i wasn't expecting the news just yet, so i thought it perhaps pertained to something else.

but when i opened it, it said, essentially:

dear lindsay,

we love you, too. please come and play with us next fall.

love,
the university of kentucky


so there you have it, folks. in six months, i'm moving to lexington. and approximately 6 - 8 years after that, i'm going to be dr. lindsay.

cheers.

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posted by lindsay at 20:18 ::



3 Comments:

Your new coffeeshop name:

Wildcat.

Congratulations, Lindsay. (Even though I chalked this one up in the win column many weeks ago.)

By Blogger Frank Charlemagne, at 12:42 AM  

wildcat?

oh man, is that a basketball thing? am i gonna have to learn it?

By Blogger lindsay, at 9:00 AM  

Learning something about the indigenous culture would seem apropos to me, but what do I know, I don't have any soft science degrees.

(Catie's trying to make me shovel the walk.)

By Blogger Frank Charlemagne, at 6:16 PM  

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