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My name is Lynn, and I'm a 28 year old student, designer, and future art teacher from Charleston, South Carolina. Pizza makes me happy. Also, red wine, knitting, cleaning, good green, sunshine, and headshotting angry kids on XBL. I started this website in March of 2008 as a place for me to write a lot about nothing. It's where I share my opinions and vent my frustrations, both of which I have more than enough of. It's also cheaper than therapy. Want more?

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Thursday
Apr012010

Fresh for April

Click for Past HeadersIs it really April already? Spring is definitely here, and Charleston looks beautiful! I can't believe how quickly March flew by. Trying to balance school and a social life has proven to be pretty difficult, so blogging kinda took a backseat. Somehow I'm managing, though. It has been so hard for me this last week to stay home, but I've had to save my energy, gas and money. Tomorrow morning (or in the middle of the night tonight), my best friend Adrian will be back in town, and we are definitely going to cause some trouble because yesterday was her birthday!

A new month also means a new look for the site, so here it is. One of the last projects I had to do for one of my classes was a Photoshop collage about myself (below), and having just finished that up, I figured making something similar for the new header would be the quickest thing to do. Meh, I'm lazy. Check out the past headers here.

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Thursday
Jan282010

A Powerful Medicine

Okay, here we go. Once again I am making an attemp to just write. I don't know if this will contribute in any way to me writing more often or not, but after a comment I ended up posting on a friend's facebook status, I figured writing should probably come pretty easily to me tonight.

I tried to register, but the register link just refreshes the page. Or something. I dunno. Wait...I was probably only dedicating about 4% of my attention to what was going on b/c I was on the phone, so let me check again. Okay, yeah. Both the login and register links load the index page. And I have no idea why I just typed all of that out when I could have just double checked and then cut the comment off after the first sentence. Probably because I had already typed, "Or something. I dunno. Wait...," etc. and didn't want to backspace. Then by the time I had realized I was typing a whole bunch of ridiculous crap, I had already typed a bunch more and fallen into the mode of stream of consciousness writing. So now I'm pretty much just typing what I'm thinking, and I'm so off topic, but I'm finding it hard to stop. Stop. Okay, done. I should just delete all this crap because now all of Q's friends are going to think I am a total nutjob. Makes me think of "blowjob." Fuck it. I've somehow managed to turn a simple facebook comment into something that has morphed into a

I had to just stop mid sentence and click the comment button or else I would have gone on forever. For me to not at least attempt and transfer that stream of consciousness off into a blog entry would be foolish. So, here we go.

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