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Name: Lindsay
Location: Las Vegas, Nevada, United States
Gender: Female
Interests: Listening to the wind hum through the rigging. The buzz of a tattoo gun. Good friends and inside jokes. The peacefulness of graveyards. My Madagascar hissing cockroach (may he rest in peace), Ichabod. The color green. Spiders. Jewelry. Mosh pits. Climbing trees. Swing dancing. Regency era gowns. Chapstick. Swords. Laughing until my sides ache. Boxing. Classical music. Playing in the mud. Wearing long black gloves. Pirates. Singing. Fluffy armchairs, thick books, and ample supplies of tea. Fireplaces. The Crunching Patellas (see "inside jokes"). Pajamas fresh from the dryer. Baking. Pomegranates. And...encompassing all...
My Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.
Expertise: Expert pirate. Excellent at listening intently and keeping secrets to the grave. Prayer warrior. Rescuer of various insects and arachnids. Admirable ability to imitate several European accents. Ability to crew a 150-foot four-masted gaff-rigged topsail schooner and a 150-foot four-masted barquentine. Ocean Point Inn Laundry Queen. In-N-Out Burger Babe.
Occupation: Other
Message: message me
Member Since:
2/6/2005
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| The Wii is my new best friend. I'm at "The Lab" (what we're calling Alex and Katie's place) resting after working out on the Wii. I am the queen of Super Hula-Hoop; I did 20 minutes, with 3,200 spins the first ten minutes and 2,700 the second (I was getting really tired). And that was just my first activity! I really enjoy using it and I'm getting really fit for the first time since I hit puberty. Actually, most things are going really well right now. Life is blissful. Last night after work I brought sushi to the Lab. Katie, Alex, and I devoured it while Eric Martin looked on in mild disgust; he had brought Chipotle though, so he didn't starve. Afterwards we played both Music and TV Scene It until nearly 10:30. I've missed spending time with Eric. I hope he comes by more often, and brings Daniela too! Today I woke up early, took the bus back to the Lab, and spent exactly 1 hour on the Wii. Darjeeling is tearing around the apartment in between me playing with her. Alex was here when I started, but in the middle of my workout he left for class. One of Katie's greatest additions to the Lab (besides the dining room table) was a record player, so I've been listening to Spirit and Mott the Hoople on vinyl. There's nothing like a vinyl record for sound...so much more warmth than there is with a cd or mp3 player. We need to get some Pink Floyd though...I can't even imagine how epic The Wall or The Piper at the Gates of Dawn (and yes, I only like that album because of the Bike song) would be on vinyl. I can't wait until I live here. Casually walking through the door, giving Alex and Darjeeling a kiss (she always runs to the door when it opens), and going about my business feels wonderful. Katie and I get along really well. Living with a group of people reminds me of living on a boat; when I lived on the WINDY we became like a little family. I miss that sometimes, and I'm looking forward to recapturing a part of the experience. The wedding is in 93 days! It's hard to believe I'll soon be hitched to the most wonderful man I've ever met. We'll be married on a mountaintop and celebrate with everyone at the church. It will be beautiful, not because every decoration will be perfectly in place, but because of every person who will be there to share the joy with us. Wedding plans are a little overwhelming right now though...93 days and I don't even have the invitations ready yet! It will come together though. I know it will. Already, so many people around us have stepped forward to offer their talents for us to use.We are so grateful for all the people we have in our lives. Well, my record just stopped, so I need to go turn it over. I should probably also play with Darjeeling a little longer before I head out to catch the bus home. I'm trying to get back into my writing groove--hopefully this will be the start of a regular correspondence. | | |
| So we've begun the planning process...and even for a relatively small and simple wedding on Mt Charleston there is a lot to plan. We have to finalize the guest list, figure out what hotel to book everyone in, get cheap tickets for the people we're flying here, find a dress or find someone to make a dress, get a caterer, figure out what the caterer will serve, figure out decorations and get them cheap...the list goes on. And I've officially done something I never thought I would do...I fell in love with a ridiculously expensive dress.
http://www.oncewed.com/index.cfm?postID=429&title=Seth__Dionna
This is the dress...it's two pieces and together they cost around 7,600 dollars. But isn't it the most beautiful thing you've ever seen?
Weddings are just no fun to plan. None at all. You people are lucky I want some of you there, because otherwise Alex and I would be married and there would be no wedding to worry about at all.
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| Alex and I have picked one New Year's Resolution so far. We are going to try vegetarianism for a while. It's going to be tough; we're both meat and potatoes kind of people (although we do like weird things like eggplant and tofu). Alex hardly has the time to make his food as well. But, we're going to give it a shot anyhow, mainly for the health reasons. I'm looking forward to it, especially the inevitable weight loss. To prevent this in Alex I plan to force feed him a dozen scrambled eggs smothered in cheese every day. I'm also looking forward to having a discipline. I only really have one right now, to not eat Mars brand candy. I do pretty well on that one, but I have virtually no discipline in any other area of my life, and I'm tired of it. I think that by regulating my eating habits I'll be able to bring a few more areas of my life under control as well; like reading the Bible every day or making my bed. That sort of thing.
Do you have any New Year's Resolutions picked out yet? What are they? | | |
| Friday night I met Alex's mom and the sister closest to his age, Lisa. We ate dinner at the Jasmine in the Bellagio hotel & casino. I believe I made a good impression...all my tattoos were hidden and I haven't cut my hair yet, so I didn't look like a complete renegade. I dressed business casual, and I even loosened up by the end of the night; Alex could tell I was nervous at first because of the frightened deer eyes I kept giving him. Both members of his family were very down to earth, and not uppity at all. I like his sister, and his mom is pretty funny. She has a lot of stories to tell. There were even a few about what a good baby Alex was, how he was very quiet and smart and took care of himself even at 4 months. Apparently he even started repeating words at that age...quite precocious. Also, I think it's a mandatory rule that mothers from other cultures must force large amounts of food on all people of the next generation (mangia, mangia! You getting to skinny!). She kept putting food on my plate to eat...I couldn't say no, partly because I didn't want to offend her, and partly because it was all so delicious. We had a traditional Cantonese soup, Alaskan salmon with shitake mushrooms, steamed in-the-shell clams in some kind of bean sauce, seafood fried rice, pecan-crusted shrimp, lamb chops with garlic green beans, high quality oolong tea, and a dessert consisting of litchi dumplings and four different flavors of creme brulee. Yes, I was incredibly stuffed. It was a good thing I didn't eat dinner beforehand or I would have popped. Afterwards we went to the Bellagio indoor gardens to admire the new fall theme (which includes a lot of one of my personal favorites, carnivorous pitcher plants) and take pictures. When they walked us to the car she said something to me about how Alex was so happy, and I think something about me, but I couldn't understand her over the wind. I think she told me to take care of him. Maybe that was her sign to me that she considers me qualified enough to have her son. I hope so, because we'll probably be family by next year. | | |
| I always go through the same stages when I'm contemplating a big change:
I research it to death. Seriously, in the last three days I've probably spent twelve hours total looking up pixie pictures. Poor Alex has had to look at practically every one too.
I incessantly pester friends and family for opinions, and reassurance that their favorable opinions are the truth (once again, poor Alex. He's the one I'm around most. Bless that man for putting up with me).
I question, and doubt, and whine a little. I spend a lot of time staring at myself in the mirror imagining what it would look like.
I almost drop it altogether.
And then, I do it.
I'm at the "maybe I should just drop it" stage. What I really want to do is have someone cut it right now, before I lose my nerve, but I'm kind of afraid of what Alex's mom will think of me (I will be meeting her this week! Gah!), so I'll probably wait until this weekend.
On another note: I'll be meeting Alex's mom and the sister closest to his age, Lisa this week! I have to admit I'm very nervous. I'm not the typical girl Alex dates...and his family is very conservative. I want them to like me. So much so that I'm not going to cut my hair until they leave, and I'm going to wear long sleeves so they can't see my tattoos (mostly for his mom's sake). Later, when they already like me, I'll reveal the tats and chop my hair off. For now, I'll present the conservative, good girl side (which does exist, by the way. It's just covered in tattoos and likes spiders).
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