Hi, I'm Lintsay
I stick tape on the holes in my shoes. I stick my tongue in the holes in my teeth. I stick expletives in the holes in my thought process when I speak.
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Angie and I just watched the episode of The X-Files wherein Bruce Campbell was a demon and now I really really want to re-watch all the Evil Dead movies. I love you, Bruce.
No wheezing the ju-uice!
Remember that stupid time at Fest 8 the venue filled up before we could get in for Andrew Jackson Jihad and we stood outside like fucking chumps and someone took a picture of us and put it on flickr so the world could witness our chumpery? Dumb.
Name: Lintsay.
Tumblr Name: tinctures.
Nicknames: Lint, Linty, Lintopher, Warg.
Birthday: August 29, 1985
Location: Trail, BC (Canada)
Current school/job: Advanced Medical Transcription because I am lazy/Ballroom and food court attendant at the mall. Dumb.
Sexual orientation: Does it make any difference?
Status: Lol forever. Single forever and ever.
Random fact about yourself: I am terrible at making/maintaining eye contact.
Hobbies/Interests: Leaving town, living in bursts, sweet hangs with good buddies, going to shows, binge drinking, screaming in other people’s faces, music, record collecting, playing scrabble on the internet (my life is sad, okay?), fake moustaches, feminism, watching documentaries, making lists, threatening Gautham, highfives, whiskey shots for breakfast, plastic dinosaurs, pygmy goats, etc.
Do you smoke/drink: Rarely/yes. PBR and Jameson, mostly. I hate vodka.
Favorite Tumblr blogs?: turnstyles, angiepants, beexisms, thirdbeatred, orangealert.
Why Tumblr?: I honestly don’t even know. I guess because it’s a simple way to showcase our stupidity.
Wingnut Dishwashers Union Fuck Shit Up! (Whanananananana)
I don’t believe in cops, bosses, or politicians
Some call that anarchism
I call it having a fucking heart that beats
I do believe in freedom and never giving up
Call my methods madness or call them luck
I do what I got to to be able to breathe
And if you quit your job, you can do a little breathing with meA punk rock song won’t ever change the world
But I can tell you about a couple that changed me
So, tonight, we’re gonna fuck shit up
Tonight, we’re gonna fuck shit up
Tonight, we’re gonna fuck shit up
While I prefer the old version of this song this one is still great. Pat The Bunny is the greatest.
Shittiest of quality but I was there, man. You can kind of see Sloane and Keri (at the front), but thankfully not me. I miss you, Fest. :(
