mon dieu!

so evidently a whole lot more people are reading this than i ever thought... it's weird!

to put some rumors to rest (ANNA) lindsey grissom does not have crushes. i'm just stating facts here... for the most part.. there might be some embellishments every now and then... ;D but really, anna, just because i write about someone doesn't mean i like them. sheesh- you always jump to conclusions! but all the same, i've decided to remain completely impartial in that sense to every guy here. it's going to be them making the first move, without me having crushes and getting all school-girly. after all, i quite grew out of that at UGA, now didn't i? so, for the record, official and otherwise, i, lindsey renee grissom, have no crushes, do not "like" anyone in that certain way, and have no "things" for anyone at Tennessee Technological University (hereafter referred to at 'TTU'), save the one i'll always have on jason... and on dalton huey's friend... whatever his name was. he was really hot. I therefore deny that any flirting i might do has any ulterior motive, as we all know i am a flirt and need to keep my hand in, since i got rather rusty at UGA. except with a little help from... my friends. whereas i have always been known as a flirt, and whereas it has been stated that 'lindsey really is a tease' and whereas at least 2 boys have accused me of 'leading ___ on' and whereas i can truthfully assert that i have no crushes, things, or likes for anyone right now, I, lindsey renee grissom, of sound mind and body, for the most part, at least, do hereby state that i have not yet set my sights on anyone here at TTU.

right. so today... i ran errands with susan and cleaned the kitchen for a few hours. it looks pretty good. i think tomorrow afternoon i'm going to take my galoshes over there and wear some shorts or something and get the floor scrubbed. then i'll do the hallway. it needs to be vacuumed... i wonder if anyone has a vacuum? (ahem- if any of yall are still reading this, and you live in the house, and have a vacuum, let me know!)

it's weird, i know, but i really do love cleaning for those guys. they're all so nice and they put up with me so much... it's the least i can do. and i don't have anything else to do... and it makes me feel like i'm doing something nice for them, and they're so good and appreciative! i've never known such wonderfully nice boys (except you, of course, jason- you're still on your pedestal!) so really, any little thing i can do for them makes me feel like i'm at least doing SOMETHING in return for them putting up with me and all my weird, random moods and being over there EVERY SINGLE DAY. it's nice to know i can go over there instead of just sitting alone in my room hoping someone calls or something... so that's why i'm cleaning. that and i like to clean other people's stuff.

i've been thinking about what kel said about death penalty for child rapists, etc. i think she's right. i can't see rehabilitation for them, and every interview i've read says they don't trust themselves. they're all repeat offenders, i think. or they will be, given the chance. there shouldn't be early parole or anything like that. i wonder how you go about changing a law like that... or getting one put in effect. something needs to be done. i'm scared for macy.

i think i'm getting sick. i had a cough today, and i've felt really dizzy since sunday. and my nose is sniffly! i hate being sick. i really hope i don't get sick.

oh my heavens my eyes hurt so bad. they just won't look at anything. i don't know why. it's just terrible. i hope i don't end up needing even stronger glasses this year. i used to have such perfect vision, they're really driving me insane. always having to bother putting them on and making sure they're clean and all that crap. ugh. i don't see how yall glasses people manage.

i miss lindsey! (my big sis, for those of you who've forgotten) recruitment workshops have been going on all over the place, and i can't help but think i'm missing all of it. i won't get to rush anyone or pref anyone or offer iced tea to anyone or be a big sis to anyone... rush week is going to be really really really really really sad and lonely for me. i'll probably just want to sit in my room and cry or something. i already want to, just thinking about it. i miss socials... even though i didn't go to that many... and i miss chapter even! i miss that hour of pure boredom! i miss seeing what everyone wears to formal and informal and i miss walking through the house and sitting in the date room or the sun room. and i miss everyone hating miss lily and her always smoking in her room. and i miss trying to find a parking spot in the back or walking across milledge to dr. blues. i love it here, but i miss my sigma kappa sisters! and i just know that rush week, here and there, is going to be really hard. i'll just have to try and stay busy, i guess.

alright. description for tonight. let's see... priebel. he's like robert fischer, only smarter and not all... nazi weird and stuff. nicer... but looks like robert, at least a little. he reminds me of robert. puts me in mind of robert.

something like that.

and adam jackson, aka jackass, which led to a whole lot of drama last night on the phone. he's EXACTLY like a brother from phi kappa literary society at UGA... brother... brother... ah shoot i can't remember his name. danielle (sister brudi) dated him, or is dating him, or something. anyways he's a smart as a whip southern guy who's got his own law firm and turned down a huge offer with a b'ham firm because he hates authority. i don't know if adam jackson hates authority or not, but they talk a lot alike and they just seem... like almost the same person.

so... that's about it. i've got another boring day of class ahead of me tomorrow... which is never fun or exciting. i'm seriously thinking about drinking a beer before music app, but then i know i'd be far too sleepy in history... but it sure would make prof. allcott more interesting, i think.

random IMs just really throw me off... like whenever matt (remember.. year younger than me, played in the band...) IMs me. we hardly ever talk, but every now and then, he'll IM me or something. it's weird.. and fun, because i miss talking to him, he was a nice guy, but just really throws me off.

most stuff throws me off though.

and kel, i hope you got around to saving this address from my facebook profile... it was getting too public (i've never known people to just get it off facebook like that, but ok) and i've been accused of a few things. so let me know when we chat tomorrow, k sel?

love
lindsey.