tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62620752812781083082024-03-14T02:45:31.459-07:00Lyn Blue is lost In SunshineLost In Sunshine is how I feel in this town. I don't know why, it's not that big.Lyn Bluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790388505523289772noreply@blogger.comBlogger59125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262075281278108308.post-67695851820332230862010-02-03T09:15:00.000-08:002010-02-05T08:35:56.424-08:00What's love got to do with it?Last night I was snooping through my log's desk. Well, can we really call it snooping..? I was bored, looking around for something interesting to entertain me, and he was coming home late, as usual. I got online and started listening to this radio show - Kim Iverson, and she had two male guests on... <div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">(this blog has moved -- read the rest <a href="http://lostinsunshine.com/blog/lyn-blue/2010/02/snoopin-whats-love-got-do-it">here</a>!)</p></div>Lyn Bluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790388505523289772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262075281278108308.post-9649682691624505512010-01-28T07:36:00.001-08:002010-02-05T08:35:21.918-08:00"What's that?" Doctor's office, part 2.So this morning I go with Cassie to the doctor. She has this bump on her you-know-what, and doesn't know what it is. I was horrified to learn that not only was she going to have to go back to that stank hole of a place (it's the only doc office within 45 miles of Sunshine!!) but I'm gonna have to go with her. I'm 'er only friend....<br /><div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">(this blog has moved -- read the rest <a href="http://lostinsunshine.com/blog/lyn-blue/2010/01/whats-doctors-office-part-2">here</a>!)</p></div>Lyn Bluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790388505523289772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262075281278108308.post-40605214327076123002010-01-27T09:29:00.001-08:002010-02-05T08:32:58.286-08:00Fuck me silly rabbit?There's a cool front blowing in so <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">everyone's</span> going to the doctor. If you don't know by now, People, the cold doesn't actually give you a COLD. People get colds from ONE sickly person when they're huddled in the doctors office together whining. Think about it. You have to catch a cold, and you don't catch it from the actually temperature. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Geez....</span><div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">(this blog has moved -- read the rest <a href="http://lostinsunshine.com/blog/lyn-blue/2010/01/fuck-me-silly-rabbit">here</a>!)</p></div>Lyn Bluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790388505523289772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262075281278108308.post-47216441379265014402010-01-23T19:37:00.000-08:002010-02-05T08:29:15.027-08:00You'd have to see her...<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;">to know how beautiful she was. She could light up the room better than the lights on the ceiling. She could make a beat up old fence smile. She could carry the room with her if she danced. And that's not all the pieces. She had a million different ways she could crack a laugh. </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; white-space: pre-wrap;"><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">(this blog has moved -- read the rest <a href="http://lostinsunshine.com/blog/lyn-blue/2010/01/youd-have-see-her">here!</a>)</p></span></span></div>Lyn Bluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790388505523289772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262075281278108308.post-37954773796291164272010-01-22T19:13:00.000-08:002010-02-05T08:25:13.435-08:00Dirty HousewifeWhere are the sky rides? I wanna go there. All the stuff on the ground is making me sick. I feel bad for the people in Haiti and I can't do enough. We don't have A LOT of $, but we're not hurting. I gave $100 to the Haiti fund on TV tonight... I guess something is better than nothing.<div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">(this blog has moved -- read the rest <a href="http://lostinsunshine.com/blog/lyn-blue/2010/01/dirty-housewife">here!</a>)</p></div>Lyn Bluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790388505523289772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262075281278108308.post-58982190331616921722010-01-19T09:09:00.000-08:002010-02-05T08:19:53.470-08:00Movie night with JohnnyJohnny brought over <i>The Cove</i> documentary last night, and we all watched it. Well, Tom, my log, fell asleep, but what's new!? I woke up this AM still thinking about it, so I have to tell you about it. It's about the cruel suffering & slaughtering of dolphins in Japan....<br /><br />(this blog has moved -- read the rest <a href="http://lostinsunshine.com/blog/lyn-blue/2010/01/movie-night-johnny">here</a>!)Lyn Bluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790388505523289772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262075281278108308.post-21576451343980808512010-01-07T16:08:00.000-08:002010-02-05T08:13:07.057-08:00Is most of life a conundrum or is it just me?Today I had to rush one of my pugs to the vet. Her back right side was in pain.. she was yelping, and crying. I felt so bad. But then they couldn't localize the pain, because she acted fine once we were there!! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">WTH</span>? So I got pain med and left. $70 later, that is....<div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">(this blog has moved -- read the rest <a href="http://lostinsunshine.com/blog/lyn-blue/2010/01/most-life-conundrum-or-it-just-me">here</a>!)</p></div>Lyn Bluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790388505523289772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262075281278108308.post-7296245316854215842009-12-18T15:56:00.000-08:002010-02-05T08:08:44.850-08:00Looking at the glass half full... but full of 'what' is the real question.I woke up last night and felt like I couldn't breathe. Then my arm felt numb. My log tried to comfort me, but nothing worked. I guess I thought I might be having a heart attack, although it was followed by confusion, since I'm pretty thin & a vegetarian! So today I drove into town and saw a doctor....<div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">(this blog has moved -- read the rest <a href="http://lostinsunshine.com/blog/lyn-blue/2009/12/looking-glass-half-full-full-what-real-question">here</a>!)</p></div>Lyn Bluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790388505523289772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262075281278108308.post-26301620862048867082009-11-25T16:51:00.000-08:002010-02-05T08:08:05.505-08:00Thanksgiving, but not so thankful.So tomorrow's Thanksgiving. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Whoopty</span>-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">fuckin</span>' <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">doo</span>. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Everyone's</span> alive and well, so I assume you think I should be, too. Well, I don't care what you think. I'm in a funk. It doesn't help that my extended family is frying turkeys and I'm a vegetarian.<br /><div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">(this blog has moved -- read the rest <a href="http://lostinsunshine.com/blog/lyn-blue/2009/11/thanksgiving-not-so-thankful">here</a>!)</p></div>Lyn Bluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790388505523289772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262075281278108308.post-45204161710212435392009-11-01T14:57:00.000-08:002010-02-05T08:07:25.191-08:00Rescue Me.Is it just me or is life stupid? It's stupid good or stupid bad, but either way you spin it - it's stupid. I was watching youtube videos last night out of sheer boredom...<div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">(this blog has moved -- read the rest <a href="http://lostinsunshine.com/blog/lyn-blue/2009/11/rescue-me">here</a>!)</p></div>Lyn Bluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790388505523289772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262075281278108308.post-56928220980386174972009-10-24T10:36:00.000-07:002010-02-05T08:06:46.334-08:00Management 's stupid.I never understood why girls go back. I was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">watchin</span>' this movie last night - <i>Management</i> (spoiler alert - if you care). The one with Jennifer <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Aniston</span> and Steve <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Zahn</span>. I know, after <i>The Good Girl</i>, I shoulda probably learned my lesson....<div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">(this blog has moved -- read the rest <a href="http://lostinsunshine.com/blog/lyn-blue/2009/10/management-s-stupid">here</a>!)</p></div>Lyn Bluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790388505523289772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262075281278108308.post-49934716955555648072009-09-22T20:27:00.000-07:002010-02-05T08:06:07.244-08:00Sexless in SunshineDo you think a relationship's over if there's no sex? Today, my friend Cassie made a comment about <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">someone's</span> relationship being "sexless" so she knows there's something "wrong" with their marriage....<br /><div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">(this blog has moved -- read the rest <a href="http://lostinsunshine.com/blog/lyn-blue/2009/09/sexless-sunshine">here</a>!)</p></div>Lyn Bluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790388505523289772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262075281278108308.post-13992111906022100952009-08-21T22:51:00.000-07:002010-02-05T08:04:18.972-08:00Dead time - can't sleepI've been waking up at 3am every night and can't sleep. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Every time</span> I look at the clock it says 11:11 or 3AM - <span style="font-style: italic;">dead time</span> I believe those ghost hunters call it. Do you know if you multiply 11,111,111 X 11,111,111 it equals 12345677654321. Well, something like that - who's counting... ?<div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">(this blog has moved -- read the rest <a href="http://lostinsunshine.com/blog/lyn-blue/2009/08/dead-time-cant-sleep">here</a>!)</p></div>Lyn Bluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790388505523289772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262075281278108308.post-16327679890639505242009-08-07T22:28:00.000-07:002010-02-05T08:03:53.281-08:00KidsCassie asked me tonight if I thought we'd have kids. Well, first we have to have sex, but I didn't mention that. One of the reasons I don't think I'll have kids (besides my obvious fate) is because I can't imagine their contribution to my life....<div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">(this blog has moved -- read the rest <a href="http://lostinsunshine.com/blog/lyn-blue/2009/08/kids">here</a>!)</p></div>Lyn Bluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790388505523289772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262075281278108308.post-20143496040049061472009-07-30T20:24:00.000-07:002010-02-05T08:03:19.376-08:00Lemons and AssholesLove doesn't hurt. People hurt. And I'm tired of being that person. Did I give out a hall pass to be an asshole? Seems my log thinks it's PE and I'm the basket - slam dunk!! I walk through the door - I get <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">nothin</span>'....<div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">(this blog has moved -- read the rest <a href="http://lostinsunshine.com/blog/lyn-blue/2009/07/lemons-and-assholes">here</a>!)</p></div>Lyn Bluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790388505523289772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262075281278108308.post-13214540158286102292009-07-16T19:36:00.000-07:002010-02-05T08:02:31.252-08:00Modern day bullshitAll of my modern day TV family heroes have failed me. First it was <span style="font-style: italic;">Hogan Knows Best</span>. I know these shows are stupid, but that's why I like them - mindless entertainment. It takes me away from my own bland reality... <div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">(this blog has moved -- read the rest <a href="http://lostinsunshine.com/blog/lyn-blue/2009/07/modern-day-bullshit">here</a>!)</p></div>Lyn Bluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790388505523289772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262075281278108308.post-63110469157678509962009-06-16T12:48:00.000-07:002010-02-05T08:00:42.541-08:00I'm not alone, so why am I so lonely?<div>If you've been reading my posts you know that I goof off a lot out of sheer boredom, speak my frank mind frequently and probably offend random people daily... but today I'm just feeling like what I'd imagine vaginal dryness feeling like....</div><div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">(this blog has moved -- read the rest <a href="http://lostinsunshine.com/blog/lyn-blue/2009/06/im-not-alone-so-why-am-i-so-lonely">here</a>!)</p></div>Lyn Bluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790388505523289772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262075281278108308.post-87149337550299256272009-05-28T17:35:00.000-07:002010-02-05T08:00:09.821-08:00I'm discreet.Today I was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">watchin</span>' that 2012 thing on TV, and I thought - what happens if we REALLY all die like that....?<br /><div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">(this blog has moved -- read the rest <a href="http://lostinsunshine.com/blog/lyn-blue/2009/05/im-discreet">here</a>!)</p></div>Lyn Bluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790388505523289772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262075281278108308.post-16357237168074887802009-05-12T21:01:00.000-07:002010-02-05T07:59:37.347-08:00Sudshine of my lifeMy week was pretty strange. First I had a dream I saw George Bush naked, which would have been traumatic enough. Then I got an influx of rescues... which is normally a great diversion from my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">sucky</span> log life....<br /><div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">(this blog has moved -- read the rest <a href="http://lostinsunshine.com/blog/lyn-blue/2009/05/sudshine-my-life">here</a>!)</p></div>Lyn Bluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790388505523289772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262075281278108308.post-75052858124011716442009-04-20T15:03:00.001-07:002010-02-05T07:59:03.968-08:00Friends, really??!<div>I'm so conflicted right now...</div><div><br /></div>There's all this hype about twitter and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">facebook</span>. I have a twitter account because I'm bored out of my fucking mind, but wonder if anyone really gives a shit about my day, really. Do they really want to be MY FRIEND? and if so, WHY? I usually don't even care about my day, so why would anyone else...?<div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">(this blog has moved -- read the rest <a href="http://lostinsunshine.com/blog/lyn-blue/2009/04/friends-really">here</a>!)</p></div>Lyn Bluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790388505523289772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262075281278108308.post-22879240799193804902009-04-07T20:22:00.000-07:002010-02-05T07:58:28.508-08:00Loving animals right now, not people.What does it say about me if I like hanging out with animals more than people? I'll tell you what - that I have a brain. They don't disappoint <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">nearly</span> as much....<div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">(this blog has moved -- read the rest <a href="http://lostinsunshine.com/blog/lyn-blue/2009/04/loving-animals-right-now-not-people">here</a>!)</p></div>Lyn Bluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790388505523289772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262075281278108308.post-1852961525242603882009-04-04T21:44:00.000-07:002010-02-05T07:57:58.713-08:00Lost in Footloose...?I thought I was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">goin</span>' to have a boring night, once again, but I flipped on the tube and low and behold, if it wasn't Mr. Bacon in action - <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">bom</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">diggity</span> doo da<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"></span>- there it was, <span style="font-style: italic;">Footloose</span>....<div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">(this blog has moved -- read the rest <a href="http://lostinsunshine.com/blog/lyn-blue/2009/04/lost-footloose">here</a>!)</p></div>Lyn Bluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790388505523289772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262075281278108308.post-83998518561177470682009-03-21T17:44:00.000-07:002010-02-05T07:57:05.574-08:00white f'ing turtlenecks!Today was dumpy for me. I slept almost all day. Usually I try to wait for Sunday to rest, but I came across some old photos and it just made me sad. Seeing the way my family used to be when I was little. We looked so happy....<div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">(this blog has moved -- read the rest <a href="http://lostinsunshine.com/blog/lyn-blue/2009/03/white-fing-turtlenecks">here</a>!)</p></div>Lyn Bluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790388505523289772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262075281278108308.post-64865776633335280062009-03-04T20:31:00.000-08:002010-02-05T07:56:33.164-08:00Secret SauceI've been so emotional lately. I feel like I'm on a roller coaster. I'm bored out of my mind and the worst part about it is I feel like I can't change it. It's always been this way. Me and my dad don't speak much. My best friend smokes dope all day, and my log's like living with a card board box. A very sturdy card board box, I might add. But <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">geez</span>....<div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">(this blog has moved -- read the rest <a href="http://lostinsunshine.com/blog/lyn-blue/2009/03/secret-sauce">here</a>!)</p></div>Lyn Bluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790388505523289772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6262075281278108308.post-42179609010737020112009-02-24T08:20:00.000-08:002010-02-05T07:56:00.237-08:00Revolutionary Air Suck RoadWhy can't my life be with Javier in Barcelona? Instead I'm in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Southpark</span> with a bunch of carrot tops. That shit only happens in movies. If you want to see what Sunshine is really like, watch Revolutionary Road. Minus the 50's clothes, here you have it....<div><br /></div><div><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica">(this blog has moved -- read the rest <a href="http://lostinsunshine.com/blog/lyn-blue/2009/02/revolutionary-air-suck-road">here</a>!)</p></div>Lyn Bluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10790388505523289772noreply@blogger.com0