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31 August 2007 : the longest and most pointless photo post in like, pretty much forever

see, just because i stopped posting pictures doesn't mean i stopped taking pictures. and a couple of things have happened in the last day or so to make me feel pretty high schoolish about being self involved (by which i mean, i was SO self involved in high school it was embarrassing). anyway, i went through every photo on my camera, some of which dated back as far as march, and decided to share the following gems with you, mostly because i have nothing to say and i can't seem to sleep.

first, a delightful series of photos from my last trip to madison, which i think was in may. i think you'll be delighted to see me pretty much the drunkest i've ever been outside wisconsin:




because, there were drinks with dinner, a bar with 4$ pitchers of amber bock, and then a 12 pack of pbr. on the sidewalk.




but earlier that day, i went to the laundromat on main street while cera was at work, and i was treated to THIS:




then, i went to lexington for the very first time ever to find an apartment, and i had fantastic hair (this photo was taken by a gentleman rockstar with extraordinary hair):




up next, an evening at the irving theatre (which produced many choice shots i am not at liberty to share, including one of frank shakin' booty), where frank said something that prompted a fairly common reaction from me:




later, i did something that made frank angry, so to make up for it (and many future transgressions, i'm pretty sure), i made this face:




then, cera was totally adorable. so i took a picture of it. cause, you know, that never happens. also, please note that in this photo, cera is wearing the sweater.




lisa, she took a picture of my cleavage.




i took a trip to california, where i saw capitola beach from the balcony of mr. toots (believe it or not, this is one of the photos that has not been photoshopped).




lindsay lorraine and i went out on west cliff to dig in sand and bury things and there was a really friendly starfish.




lindsay lorraine and i were very happy to get to hang out for once, ever.



and a slew of conceited, photoshopped, painfully angled self portraits:












the end.

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posted by lindsay at 01:42 ::



2 Comments:

Again I say, just to reiterate, I will most likely DIE if I don't see you soon. Like seriously, I'm so busy right now that I don't spend any amount of time on the phone with anyone, but I talk to my faux-Lindsay (who now sits in the gold chair, holding my bottle of wine [for 3 months]) ALL. THE. TIME.
It hurts.

By Anonymous Lisa, at 4:30 PM  

all the time.

believe me, i know.

will call when things calm down.

By Blogger lindsay, at 7:11 PM  

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