It's been a very long time ladies and gentlemen, so lets do this quick and dirty style shall we.

1. so boo-skee and i lives in a studio for a wopping 3 months and hated every minute of it. not only did it suck waking up at the buck fuck of dawn having to take brooklyn on a walk to do the... you know... necessities of life. But if it wasnt for poopy duty we'd have to move our cars out of illegal parking situations because the night before after arriving home from a long strenuous day at work not a spot was available remotely close to our complex. Lets see, what else. no garbage disposal. no space. tiny bathroom. the list continues. so what did we do about this unsatifying situation. we moved. again. thats right im officially in my 6th household of 5 years living down here in the most sought out city in the country. But let me tell you this location was totally worth it. we did have to break a lease and find a new tenant, but all struggles aside back to it being totally worth it. i do live in what could quite possibly be the most crowded household in san diego, but so far its been a blasty . 8 people 4 bedrooms, 2 randoms from craigslist who turned out to be ridiculously awesome dudes. not to mention the loves of my life (puppy and boo) and my best friend. So yeah its a little crowded and we have to sweep and do the dishes just about every other second, but I dont think I'd trade it for the world.

2. My last semester is under way and I must say its a little surreal. it just doesnt seem that 5 years ago i was a little freshy in the dorms scared as hell to meet new people and enter that 'real world' everyone had been spoon feeding me for the previous 18 years. i only have 2 classes so thats pretty awesome stress wise except for the fact that i dont really feel like a student at all and i kinda love being a student. the long campus walks with my ear buds rocking killer tunes runnin into teammates and grabbin peabodys organic iced coffee for 2 hour lectures. man... im gonna miss that. but im still pretty excited for what the world is gonna bring.

3. speaking of gifts from the world i just got accepted as an intern for a dream job. its with StayClassy.org which is a social media networking site that is used as a link between charities and event planners where planners make a little money and give back a crap load of money. its an awesome company and program and im incredibly excited about it.

well i guess thats all I have for now. quickie update on the freakishly dynamic life i live that is threateningly busy now a days so if i go another couple months without an update please forgive me for my lack of time management skills.

until we speak again.

im still lindsay.

agh. the semester from hell

so i havent written a ton this semester mostly because well, all things that could go wrong...have!

starting in the beginning of the semester and some of you may be aware, my dad passed away unexpectedly. that sentence has been the first time i've been quasi comfortable writing that down. My daddy was...is, the most important man in my life and losing him has takin every ounce of strength in my lungs to just continue breathing...

i already need to stop writing about that because it's still so sudden. maybe some day i can find the words to express the man he was and the man he will forever remain in my heart and mind.

so let's just start off by saying this semeter started on what you could say, the wrong side of the bed.

this year i decided to take on the president role of sport clubs which posed to be way more work than i anticipated. we're talkin paperwork issues with 500+ athletes, weekly meetings with agendas, trying to compose a major sponsorship letter and finding contacts to send it too, organizing and planning a banquet for the entire program. and at the same time keeping up with my own team shit, like making sure our paperwork is correct and up to date, getting us 1600 bucks out of debt, writing awards nominations, budgeting for next season with major transactions like uniforms and equipment, powerpoint presentations requesting 10,000 bucks, training new girls to take over in the future, and trying to do all this with a crooked mind.

then theres school. 4 classes, one with 14 books to read cover to cover, 10 page papers left and right, tests, discussion board posts, ridiculos assignments for one class imparticular EVERY WEEK and trying to squeeze in some sleep.

and finally...work! closing fridays, opening saturdays, closing sundays. WTF kinda schedule is that. second job working tuesday thursdays during the 5 hours i have available between class and practice.

so after this 'pity me' rant, i really just wanted to give an explanation of why i set aside the one thing I love the most...writing.

not only has my head been a jumbling mess with my dad and trying to stay strong and supportive for my mom, but this semester has been nuts.

oh did i mention we're moving this week. haha. it will be the most unconventional move of my life (not packing much just taking stuff as is) but it definitely couldnt have come at a worse time. yesterday and today haveing to work 1-5/6ish then headed to the school for presentations till 11 pm, bustin an all nighter tomorrow to rock a 10 pager in one night, just to have class at 8am till 12 thursday and then try to move everything by friday at 3 when i have to work. whew. im tired just writing about it.

on another note, i joined the twilight craze, mostly because i was very dissapointed with the movie and had to give the hype justice by reading the book. amazing. that stephanie meyer sure has a way with words, and now i completely understand the craze. then again i'm no edward obsessor as most girls infatuated with the story, i just really enjoy the book .

oh and my bros just took me to a COLD concert for my birthday that was amazing. scooter ward is a lyrical genius and a musical marter.

other than that pathetic rant to my life story for the past few months, im really looking forward to liveng in a place with a ceiling fan, seeing grease with my mom and best friend on stage for my bday and mothers day, school out for the summer in 2 weeks or less, the pet shop opening that i get to work at, and the DODGERS KICKIN MAJOR ASS TO START THE SEASON. no mistake in all caps. thats an all caps statement.

until i get the moment to write again

im still lindsay

killing yourself to live

I would like to start by informing you that I am typing this via my phone so please excuse any typographical errors because im just not that concerned to re read and edit a blog written on a 2 inch screen.

so im reading this book by chuck klosterman who I have decidedly labeled my hero. I fell in love with his writing after my first encounter with sex drugs and cocoa puffs. (again please disregard punctuation abandonment as well) ANYWHOO. this book I have become utterly obsessed with is killing youself to live. a story of chuck himself traveling across america to visit places in which rock greats have deceased. seems strange to say the least but his writing is incredibly infatuating. I have yet to read a book I feel incapable of putting down that makes me laugh out loud and want to write my own novel about the same random, irrational and utterly meaningless to everyone but myself life experiences. until now. I encourage everyone to check this book out. and while your at it sex drugs and cocoa puffs is a good read as well.

other than my literary infatuation, music has taken a huge interest in my current life as usual. im excited to share that I got the spill canvas scraps lp in the mail yesterday and its amazing. nothing sounds better than your favorite band on vinyl. not only is 'no really, im fine' another irresistible album from the lyrical master himself, nick thomas but it has a second album with a live song two acoustics and 5 unreleased tracks. I didn't think I could fall more in love with this band. oh. but I did. not to mention that i ordered two. one purely for listening pleasure and the other in hopes of getting the vinyl signed by the band and framing it as a art piece that will go down in the history of music greats. in my mind that is.

I also ordered la rocca's 'the truth' on vinyl. listen to this record. I urge you. it will change your life. I got a confirmation email that it has been sent and it made my day. not only because of my excitement to listen to this album on vinyl with all its packaging perks of artistic value, but the email told me to 'rejoice!' because its in the mail and what my 'friggin' tracking number was. in those words. which I found to be humorous and rekindled my admiration of people with a sense of humor. touche shockhound.

ANYWHOO. so i come to you via 2 inch phone screen because I am currently sitting in what i like to call educational hell. which brings me to the irony of my tuesday thursday schedule. my 8am class is quite possibly the best class i have ever taken in this 5 plus year college career of mine. i could be gravely mistaken seeing as it's only the third week of school and the first week consisted of one day in which i recieved an overview of the syllabus. but either way maybe thats what makes this class so great. the fact that i have decided in such a miniscule amount of time that it is the best class i have ever taken. you see the irony in this is that it is at 8 oclock in the morning which we all know is a higher being commonly reffered to as god taking a shit on students sleeping patterns. to continue the irony of the day i have an hour and 45 minute break between what i socall consider my favorite class and the class i currently reside in previously noted as educational hell. an hour and 15 minutes of redundant lecturing by a guy that enjoys the sound of his own voice entirely to much. all accompanied by a 95 dollar reader (printed paper bound in green construction paper of 12 articles i'll probably never read) and online tests, meaning my participation in brain activity isnt necessary. so after the best class ever i have over an hour to wait for the worst class ever. talk about killing all anticipation. and for one final shot at ironic events, after this i will head straight to work, a mundane task to say the least in which it is part time and not geared towards capturing my utmost interest, followed by soccer practice where i get to play the game i love with some of the greatest people i know. strange how i can participate in so many things that reside on the opposite sides of my self actualization scale all in the same day. twice a week.

and that is where i leave you my friends. a great novel. even greater music. and a rant on self pity filled irony.

enjoy it or not i at least impressed that i typed this entire thing via treo palm pro. all hail the full qwerty keyboard.

in the words of arnold and his most memorable performance. 'ill be back'

lyndzzz

puppy trails.

i feel good. i hope brooklyn does too.

i set her up at a vet today. she got her second set of shots. an appointment for her third and info about nippin the ovaries. no little brooklyns roaming the street any time soon.

we. and by we i mean i. also bought her more food. more denta bones. a new toy (like akiylas that she keeps stealing, so she'll have her own) and a bright red leash and collar. sdsu colors of course. and just like her mama, baby looks good in red. oh and we got a doggy tag for her.

basically she's hooked up and my bank account is well hurtin.

anywhoo this was basically just an excuse for me to post aomething about my pride and joy and show the world my little monster.

she likes layin inbetween our legs...

over an out

im still lyndzzz

its like things have never changed

So I log onto this thing to talk a little about my first day of school and how its almost surreal thats its coming to an end, and upon first glance of my home page, my good friend steph (whom i'm devoutly blog following) has written about the same thing.

I've known this girl since like 1st grade. way back when we decided to make our own greeting card company called caragan and young card co. (yeah we lacked in catchy company titles at age 6) either way our plan, as far back as I can remember, was to go to school for advertising and work together. And hey, thus far we're on the right path. different universities but similar degrees and of course headin in the same career path with the same goals and objectives for our future. so 16 years later it's like nothing has changed between us except physical location

so come on steph! head to san d with me and lets get that card co. under way.

anyway. back to the original stint of this blog.

in the words of adam sandler in one of his well recognized role of billy madison "back to school. back to school. to prove to dad that im not a fool. i've got my lunch pack packed my boots tied tight, i hope i dont get in a fight. ooooh back to school."

Spring 09' well under way and I must say it's not gonna be half bad. So yeah im a super senior and i have to go 5 days a week starting at 8 am, but as i always like to remember, theres a positive in everything. My 8am professor may very well be the coolest professor i've ever had. Super funny, casual esk persona, and to the point. couldnt ask for more except an interesting subject. oh wait it has that too. sex in film and literature. so basically i have an awesome dude teaching me about porn for 16 weeks. lets just say after complaining about it being in the wee hours of the morning i'm a happy camper.

moving into the rest of my course load, turns out i have 3 classes with some good buddies of mine and ran into a bunch of my soccer girls throughout the day. so this is going to be a seemingly super semester. all alliteration aside.

as the first day of school was approaching i prepared as usual, printing out my class schedule and for you fellow san diego staters, my timetable format. yeah you know what i'm talkin about. as well as generating my degree evaluation to see where i stand as a student. it was crazy to see this time only having 2 red negative signs showing incomplete work in which i am currently enrolled in to fulfill. shit. 5 years have come and gone just like that. yeah 5 years. dont talk shit. thats average. either way i'll be entering this real world they've been telling me my whole life about. i dont know how i feel about being forced to grow up n such. hense why im stickin out another semester in the fall to play a little more soccer and postpone my adulthood a little longer. don't tell my father, but yes, i very well could have graduated this semester!

oh well. for now i'm really enjoying school and i want another national championship dammit!

signed sincerely

lindsay

so i havent written in a while. i mean ive written. i write something every day, whether it be a bajillion texts or a random thought i try to write something every day. something that makes me think about something else persay... or something to look back on and laugh about.

so anyway. i havent written on here in a while. and well heres why. we just got internet back for one. i mean i had internet in my room every so often that i strategically stole from the neighbor. and by strategically i mean placing my computer as close to the window as possible to reach a wireless signal.

ok ok so thats a poor excuse for the writing enthusiast i am to take such a long break from writing. especially since life has been chaos. I will warn you before you endure the painstaking minutes it may take to read this entire piece. this will be the blog that looks back on the past few weeks of absence and forward to the next couple weeks of excitement.

school just ended for the winter break, and let me tell you, the fall semester is always my favorite. why? soccer. duuuh. now this season was a rollercoaster. not only did i but heads with my coach like every opportunity we had too but we won so many games we shouldnt have and struggled more than you would believe only to finish with another successful run. it was so strange. we barely made it out of regionals this year, and im talkin about a team that won nationals in 06 and came in second last year. and this years roster was soooo much better than 06 its unreal. or at least i think so. so for us to struggle like that is well, may i repeat... strange. we went to pk's twice in regionals alone and lost two major games in golden goal overtime. dont know what that is. well lets just say it blows. anywhoo to make a long story short we came in like fifth this year losing in quarterfinals against penn state. one of the most painstaking moments i have ever endured really. i made a mistake. i lost a little faith in my defense a second to early and suffered the consequences of a loss. now dont get me wrong it wasnt entirely my fault, as it was no ones imparticular but i wanted and tried so intently to do everything within my power to win. and win. and win. for cassidy. because i knew the second we lost her career would be over (graduating) and well to be completely honest not only is she one of my best friends but I have never played with someone as great as her. yeah. great. not the best adjective ever but its all i have at the moment.

you see with cassidy i have spent the greatest moment in my life thus far. i mean i've had some pretty awesome moments. but with her i have shared the moment that we both worked our entire lives for and that alone trumps any other moment. 18 years of practice. 18 years of failures and successes. all highlighted in one moment. one moment of greatness. and the best thing about it. not only sharing it with my best friend is that i have it captured in a photo. how many people can say that they have the best moment in their life in a frame on their wall. i can. and i couldnt feel luckier to be able to relive that moment with every glance. and its moments like this one that i have spent with cass that completely changed the person i became on and off the soccer field this season. I no longer played the game for myself. i saw this favorite pastime of hers and mine fade away, i saw her try to grasp every second of it knowing that it would all be over with the blink of an eye. and that look on her face inspired me to fight through the struggles we had this season. and although we ended short of a national championship. short of another moment to revel in for the rest of our lives i have become a better person because of the one great season and the mediocre one full of struggle and defeat. i have learned that sometimes taking the time to better myself can impact those around me. even if it means just playing harder to win one more game for a close friend holding on to the game we love. i also learned, and you may not have grasped it yet with my focus on winning thus far, but winning games isn't what this experience is all about. its about making friends with the people that will inevitably change your life. becoming a role model to those that will follow in your foot steps and creating moments that fulfill the empty space in our hearts.

this season was great! no we didnt win anything special.and yes we had our moments of despair. but this season posed as one of the most memorable seasons of my life. we grasped each moment as if it was our last and because of that we highlighted each night as the best night we have all spent with each other. not only that but the young ones this year brought something more than the kiddies have ever taught me before. their carefree spirit and eagerness to learn and develop relationships with me was inspiring to be kinder. to care more for others well being, to take care of them which would in turn take care of me. I've fought endless internal battles and yet as i took these girls under my wing and gave them the tips to do things differently than i did. to enjoy it more and avoid the things that would tear them up later. those were lessons that i took in for myself as well, and for that have become a better person. one little freshy is the spitting image of myself 5 years ago. same dorms, long distance relationship, homesick, big dreams and almost enough drive to see them through. its surreal really. to see yourself in someone else like that. now I truly believe in the statement i wish i knew then what i know now. and because of that i will continue to guide her the best that i can.

so yeah, this wasnt the best season of my life, and it wasnt the most successful this team has ever seen, but I can guarentee i will never forget it.

ok. so i drafted this post and came back to it weeks later. sorry. im having a bit of writers block lately... so lets move on to what has happened since

first boo bought me the pup of my dreams for christmas. ha. he could have gone about it a little better, you know asking my 3 roommates what they thought about having a puppy (sorry guys) but so far everything has turned out great and well shes my little bundle of joy. theres my little bugger ------>
she is well. perfect. you know only i would say that. oh yeah and guess who came with her. BOO! no not like what people withwhite sheets draped around them would say. Jeremy patrick Bamsey. you know the love of my life. yup its true world. he's finally here. and well i have enjoyed every minute of it thus far. im sure we'll have our tiffs now and then but thats what i bought him xbox 360 for haha. keeps him busy.

anywhoo, so that was no phenominal ending to what started out as a fetching blog but i need to take a nap before truck tonight sooooo

until we speak again

im still lindsay

oh yeah

WELCOME TO OFFICE OBAMA!

i do not recall this lecture!?!

So all this prop 8 battling going on via myspace, facebook, youtube, whatever should probably start to fade out considering whats done is done.


We are all aware of who was for and against gay marriage. and it was pretty damn close if you ask me, so i wouldn't go off rallying that "california has spoken" considering there was no overwhelming landslide.


I personally voted no on prop 8 for the mere fact that sanctity in marriage doesn't even exist in the first place. Please don't try to argue with me that it does because I'll most likely disagree and nothing will be solved.


What's my argument you ask?

- a projected 40-50% of american marriages will end in divorce

- 11% of the adult population is currently divorced.


- 25% of adults have had at least one divorce during their lifetime.


- Divorce rates among conservative Christians were significantly higher than for other faith groups, and much higher than Atheists and Agnostics experience.


(aren't these the "conservative Christians" that continuously preach to me and everyone about the "sanctity" in marriage that will be tainted if a man has the right to marry a man? ironic?)

although most dictionaries will define marriage as the legal union between a a man and a woman who establish their decision to live as husband and wife, the way I see it, it's a social institution that is very flawed to say the least.


the truer definition behind marriage, in my eyes, is two people sharing love for each other and signifying that commitment through ceremony.
someone please tell me how gay marriage depletes the sanctity in that??

i'm sure i'll receive a whole crap load of bible mumbo jumbo to this because homosexuality isn't accepted by god and what the fuck ever. so thats your argument. that the sanctity in marriage is that it is a religious ceremony recognized by god, right?? you mean the only person that can judge other people ("only god can judge me") well unless one of these easter's holds true and he comes back to earth and tells me otherwise i'm here to believe that no one here can judge anyone else and "god's" not really here to tell you otherwise.


marriage is a damn piece of paper recognized by the state. isnt there a separation between church and state. so if your argument is religion based you can sit on it cuz there's my rebuttal.


the biggest issue i have here is everyone, so clearly, voted for "change" but is so goddamn afraid of it. the hypocrisy is ridiculous really. don't celebrate obama's victory to me and then be afraid to accept something new, something different, something that will probably only bring good to this social institution we like to call marriage anyway.


whew. theres my venting for you. like I said. take it for what it is.


and for the record, im not judging my friends or family that feel differently on the subject than me. I dont really choose the people I love purely on their social and political beliefs.
my thoughts on it are to leave it alone, or you might lose some friends in the process,

and like I said. whats done is done. and to all my gay friends, I'll fly to massachusettes to witness something much more pure than the "sanctity" in marriage.


it's love baby. its all about love.
why can't we just leave it at that?

oh and one more thing.


when you were a kid, when the fuck did they teach you about marriage?? i do not recall this lecture!

church and state. keep that line of separation folks.


until we speak again

i'm still lyndzzz