Lindsey Dianna Scrivener

Crazy Wonderful

Thu, 23 May 2013 00:41:52 -0700

It is amazing how so much can change in a year. Surroundings, people you know, who you are, how you view things, the people that you don’t know anymore for what ever reason that might be although generally it is a screw up on your part or just growing apart. People change everyday in some small way or in a bigger way that changes their life. I have recently dove into The OC. A friend gave me the first season box set years ago and I am just now getting around to watching them. Whoops. Generally I have it playing on my laptop in my bed where ever I might be that night. Recently I have been in Nashville. It’s a good city which is my response to how I have been liking it and why I have chosen to live here for the time being. Not really sure if I have a good answer but I have an answer and if you talk to me I am sure you would hear the reason that I tell everyone. But never the less it is a good city with southern hospitality and gas is cheap. Win, win, win? Uh sure. Even moving to a city where I knew some people but not a ton it still amazes me at how many people I know that strangers know. As big of a world it is, everyone is connected in some weird way. There are also those people that you think about in someway everyday about how you should have done things differently and most recently why I should write them an apology letter but I haven’t simply because I don’t even know what it would say. But I can’t seem to get it out of my head that they deserve an apology of some sort because at some point I was young, dumb, close minded and or selfish. Maya Angelou is a fabulous women, and if you don’t know who she is then I highly recommend that you look at your life and go look her up. She has a twitter account which I follow, go figure. She tweeted that it was a beautiful day, she had never seen this day before. I loved it. Out of all of my Oprah, Maya Angelou, god knows what other quotes I love. I had never read that and it is wonderfully true. I am not a negative person by design but really by effort. I hate complainers. I have a game called first world problems that is really a game that I play with myself and whoever is around that is complaining about something they shouldn’t be. I think we all forget to look at the bigger picture more often then not. And look at how things will undoubtably obstruct our lives and change who we are at some point. I wear my heart on my sleeve although I don’t like for people to see how things affect me but my emotions on a scale of 1 to 10 range somewhere between if I’m not between at 3 to a 7 I am crying. I cry when I see something too happy and I cry when something touches my heart. The problem with that is an episode of Oprah can have me crying at 4 different times with in the hour and probably one of those times is from a touching commercial. I have not shame. Other things I wonder about are how people think of me. And I don’t mean how I look. Between being honked at and acting a certain way because of how I look at probably the two things that piss me off most. I can go from laughing so hard I can’t catch my breath to pissed all from some asshole honking for no reason. Don’t test my driving skills, I have road rage. People that can’t make up their minds whether they like someone to their face or talk shit about them also pisses me off. But back to wondering. When I’m not around do people think that I am __________ fill in the blank. I know what I would like for them to say although I am sure that it goes along with most girls wishes. But if I were to die today would anyone know what I really though? I don’t know. But I do know that we are all more alike than different. Move to any city and talk to people. Even the weirdest things you do someone else does them too. Trust me. I’ve met others who can fall asleep on the toilet in the mornings and people that have danced and broken their toes that are now limp, lifeless little things and you can stare at them all you want with and with all your might, they just won’t move. The stupid joy that bubbles up inside you when someone else says it and all you can think is ME TOO is crazy and wonderful.

Growing up

Mon, 25 Feb 2013 11:08:00 -0800

The past few days I have had the pleasure of sitting around in a flannel shirt that doesn’t belong to be and my underwear watching god awful amounts of Netflix. Not the worst way to spend some time off. With the downtime comes time to think though and with that I have rediscovered that I have dreams and goals that are new to me and the uncertainty of them being accomplished. I have a naive way of looking at life sometimes. I see something I want and I go for it. That thought that I may not get it doesn’t cross my mind and when it does I tell it to shut up and I keep striving. My method has worked out so far for me in life but as a human I have a need to grow and try new things, explore. The only frustrating part about unsearched territory is not knowing how to go about things. I pride myself with being a fast learner and someone who is capable of making everything work and when it doesn’t to not worry because life has a way of working things out, even if that means you only learn from the oopsie and the world keeps turning. Over the past couple of months I have moved, looked at other places to move, cried over teen drama tv shows that make me think about what I will come to in the future and cry more. I wear my heart on my sleeve and a sad episode of Oprah can do me in for. Every path we take in life is our own and just because we may choose an unconventional path doesn’t mean that it isn’t the right path for you. I come from a small town where everyone is married straight out of high school and have kiddos that same year. It works for some people although I have opposed feelings about it. It’s not my choice. I have a need to try new things, be employed at different jobs just for curiosity sake, dream, read books and become too attached, kiss Lod’e everyday and smile at his dumbness and constant child like ways. Travel to new places and put effort into seeing old friends while making new ones that can sometimes quickly become new relationships. Thank god for technology but there is nothing like being there in person with them. I’ve also learned that parents will always be there and your views on things may not be the same as theirs and that is okay but it is also okay to be frustrated with that although I find myself getting upset from the fact that I am frustrated and upset with them. Cruel circle of life. As I get older I learn that I will not beg someone to be my friend but when you see them in person that there is nothing wrong with talking to them. A relationship has never been a priority to me, especially because I am still young but I find myself wondering and wanting somedays. I don’t know if I will ever be done wondering for I am a naturally curious person on so many levels. As hard as it is for me to be embarrassed about things, I can’t help but keep certain things to myself that I am unsure about but secretly strive to accomplish. And that is new to me. These are just thoughts that have been running through my head and needed to be written down. Until next time.

HI! I know this is really random, I came across your blog/twitter when I googled my name. I noticed that one of the things on your bucket list is to meet the other Lindsey Scrivener's in the world, well I think I can help you with that one!! That is, of course, if you are not picky on how to spell Lindsey/ay. My name is Lindsay Scrivener, but I do get many people spelling it e-y. It's nice to e-meet you :)

Tue, 25 Sep 2012 19:33:35 -0700

Hi! I met a Scrivner a couple weeks ago, it wasn’t spelled the same but I was still excited that it was phonetically the same. Lindsey/ay Scrivener’s aren’t that common. Nice to talk to a fellow member!

Typically I am not one for late night stupidity but every once...

Mon, 23 Apr 2012 12:40:00 -0700

Typically I am not one for late night stupidity but every once in awhile, it is fun. So if that means a bunch of friends are in town then yes we will go to a Waffle House and I will lay on top of someone’s car for some reason that seemed like a good idea at the time. Or at least a fun one.

I Just Went All Kate Hudson On You. Sorry.

Sun, 22 Apr 2012 10:02:44 -0700

Numb3rs was a great show and it was a sad day for me when it ran it’s course of eight seasons and then ended. The math in that show is amazing and it made me want to be a mathematician. Too bad I am awful at it. However I did get to use something the show brought to my attention. I graduated high school early and doubled up on college classes too. When finals came we drew a topic out of a box on what we would be writing about. I got social interactions. I might have become a bit to involved with my paper, but hey. It was a stinking good paper. Kate Hudson and Mathew McConaughey stared in a movie called ‘How to lose a guy in 10 days’. In the movie Kate’s character writes a magazine article about how to do just that. I mixed this idea with something I learned from Numb3rs called a Social Networks Diagram. I did do more research on what they actually used a Social Networks Diagram for and basically the FBI uses it see how terrorists are linked together with other people and networks. Pretty self explanatory. I thought it was awesome though and started webbing together groups of everything in my life. Whoops. Anyhow, with the inspiration from both shows, I began my own experiment on how to lose a guy in x amount of days. For the most part they reacted how I thought they would. I tried my formulation out of 23 different guys that I knew, sort of knew, acquaintances, and others that I didn’t know but just creeped on (what is facebook for anyways?) For the most part everything went exactly as I had imagined. A few of the guys surprised my though when it came down to it. After being obnoxious or just straight out ignoring them, they might still be trying to be my friend or what ever else they had planned. And yes I wander why. The paper was almost done but was missing something that would put the cherry on top of everything. The guy that I ended up using for it was perfect for the part. Looking back at it, it may have not been the best idea but without him it simply wouldn’t have been as good as it was. The guy was cute and successful in what he did for a living. As far as having a wide selection of girls to choose from, I would say he had the cream of the crop. I had met him a couple of times and kept in contact with him from time to time and all of a sudden he took interest. After building up a slow friendship for half a year, I took everything about myself and flipped it. He reacted more like I thought the rest of the boys would. Looking back at it I probably shouldn’t have been so dramatic about it but I had put so much time and love into that paper that it seemed like fate was giving me the missing piece of the puzzle. I never did explain to any of them or apologize which I should have but I guess that’s what I get for pulling a Kate Hudson in ‘How to lose a guy in 10 days.’ To bad my story didn’t end differently. Not sure this story has a point except for I now have the perfect equation if you want to view it in a more analytically point of view on how to start a friendship.

I'm on the lookout

Sat, 21 Apr 2012 11:29:10 -0700

“If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are. Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.” Rob Pattinson

"We are what we think. With our thoughts we make our make our world.” - Buddha"

Fri, 20 Apr 2012 23:41:09 -0700

““We are what we think. With our thoughts we make our make our world.” - Buddha”

Man's Best Friend

Fri, 20 Apr 2012 07:39:00 -0700

My dog wasn’t intended to be mine but rather my brothers. When he graduated from school he took money meant for school and bought a pug instead. When he moved out for college and his apartment didn’t allow animals, someone else got that graduation present. He is a family dog now that has some serious attachment problems. Lod’es problems go a little bit further than that though. The idea of a family having a mentally retarded child isn’t unheard of in the slightest but a mentally retarded dog? Yep, they exist too. I doubt that it is the same, but it has to be close. The other family dog went to the groomers for the first time and Lod’e had a major separation issue to say the least. Everything scares him from a piece of paper, a book, unfamiliar noises, new people, a plastic water bottle, someone moving too, fast the dark. The list goes on. On the flip side though, the amount of love that dog carries is like no other. Sometimes I will lay in the floor and he will come, lay and face me and the look he has in his eyes is so unconditional. He loves to be cuddled and be kissed on. He wants to lay on a pillow and be covered up at night. He’ll get in the shower with you everyday if you would let him, loves to play with little stuffed pink pigs (no clue why but that is his favorite), always wants to sit with someone and I am talking butt to butt action. He needs to sleep at least 15 hours every day although I like to credit that as beauty sleep. A pug needs as much as possible, although I like to say he is like that stereo typical jock in movies that has all the looks and no brains. Ha.

With all of that, what it basically comes down to is that a dog is not just a dog but family. Lod’e is given more love and affection on any given day than more than half of the children in the world I would bet. Pets make a home a home. After a rough day, simply going home and laying in the floor can make it all better when man’s best friend comes to the rescue.

"If you want to ride a unicorn, ride a unicorn. - Mark Kanemura"

Thu, 19 Apr 2012 19:22:45 -0700

““If you want to ride a unicorn, ride a unicorn. - Mark Kanemura”

I have never thought of myself as someone who has a...

Thu, 19 Apr 2012 17:33:00 -0700

I have never thought of myself as someone who has a poor taste in movies when it comes to the general population. However their are a few that have crept their way into the lineup of things I enjoy. More recently a movie called ‘Your Highness’ staring James Franco, Natalie Portman, and Danny McBride. I discovered this movie while I was in New Orleans visiting a friend who lives down there. It was recommended by a group of guys that I knew (not very well) and saw it at a RedBox and couldn’t resist. I mean how bad could a movie be with Franco and Portman? Haha! Well, it was bad but in the best way possible to me and the girl I was watching it with. I cried tears of joy. The real comedy genius in the movie is Courtney (played by Ras Hardicker), Thadeous’s slave/sidekick. The movie is ridiculous when it comes down to it and everyone that I have forced into watching it may have not had the same feelings as me. However if you ever watched a midevil movie and thought to yourself, “All this is missing is drugs, foul language, new mythical creatures and a idiot brother” then this is the movie for you. After reading reviews on what other people thought of it, apparently it helps to be high or drunk. I myself did not find the need to do that but hey, don’t knock it till you try it. It’s a good laugh if you can deal with the pure ridiculousness in it. It isn’t something that I thought I would enjoy but then again I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything like it. Pineapple Express has the same feel to it however.

Bucket List

Wed, 18 Apr 2012 15:34:00 -0700

I think everybody has a physical list or at least a somewhat mental list of things they want to accomplish before they die. A bucket list. For myself a lot of things go on that list and a lot of them are unimportant and humorous to say the least. Having a Rock Star moment, being on a crime show and having an intense table moment as well as being tackled at some point in the show. Being in a music video that is super emotional and you get to sing while everything is happening. A list of things never the less.

Living in a world of social media where people can be a slight bit overly interested in other people’s lives, this would be a great way to share something. I will add to the list while hopefully crossing out some of the things on said list as time goes on. You can track the journey with me and see what messes I have gotten myself into while seeing what life has to offer.

P.S. I am a hopeless romantic so be prepared.

· Have a dinner with Tom Hanks.

· Meet Miss Oprah.

· Be in a music video.

· Be on a crime show.

· Meet Matt Damon.

· Meet Maya Angelou.

· Meet Bill Cosby.

· Cook/Eat the perfect steak.

· Go to a third world country.

· Vacation on an island.

· Fall in love (How cliché).

· Have my own library of books.

· Have a wonderful kiss in the rain.

· Learn to surf.

· Swim with dolphins.

· Buy my mom and dad a house close to where I settle down.

· Run a marathon.

· Have a one less lonely girl moment at a Justin Bieber concert.

· Be able to make delicious coffees at my house.

· Backpack across Europe without being sold into sex slavery.

· Work at a camp with kids.

· Learn how to play the piano (better).

· Learn how to play the guitar.

· Learn about my family history to extensive lengths.

· Be able to do more than 30 push-ups.

· Be fluent in multiple languages.

· Go to a ball and be dressed up like a princess.

· Learn how to cook my Grandma Elam’s peach cobbler.

· Learn how to cook my dad’s homemade cinnamon rolls.

· Someone play a song meant for me (Gavin DeGraw has a few pointers).

· Meet the other Lindsey Scrivener’s in the world.

· Dye my hair.

· Own a Volvo XC-90.

· Learn ball room.

· Climb a tree with someone.

· Edward Cullen might be a creep but I kind of feel for him.

· Win a game of arm wrestling.

· Make the perfect fudge.

· Go see Adele in concert.

· Go see Aerosmith in concert.

· Star gaze with someone.

· Watch the sunrise on a beach.

· Go see a Hall and Oats concert with my dad.

· Learn how to make Felipe’s burrito.

· Be on a Mardi Gras float (I’d probably hate it).

· Ride a horse while it runs through a dirt path is in woods.

· Travel the world for the best chocolate.

· Work out with Jillian Michaels and Bob Harper.

· Learn to write like people back in the early 1900’s.

· Go to a Dane Cook show.

· Go to a Ellen DeGeneres comedy show.

· Own all of the original Disney movies.

· Go without a cell phone (Sam Worthington doesn’t have one at all).

· Go on a hunt for mythical legends.

· Find a boy who looks at me with unconditional love like my dog does.

· Have my closet be magazine organized.

· Learn how to paint well.