There are some days when I just want to give you a hug and tell you that everything is going to be alright. Today is one of those days. I heard that you have a scratch on your leg from a morning brawl your with your mom, Dina. WTF?
This morning I heard this awful phone conversation between you and your dad, Michael Lohan, who believed that you were being kidnapped. Probably by your own mother (who you had just gave $40,000 to). This is some seriously messed up business, Lindsay. The first thing that came to my mind was, Jesus take the wheel and save our beloved Parent Trap star from her woes. The second thing that I thought was, when is our dear Lindsay’s life ever going to get better? In all seriousness, I just want you to be okay. I also just want a legitimate sequel to Mean Girls, but that’s a whole other issue.
I heard that you and and your mother left Manhattan’s Electric Room nightclub (at 4 a.m., to boot) and entered a car-ride from hell. Is it true that you fought so much that it escalated into something physical? This makes me sad.
The fight resulted in a 9-1-1 call. The kicker? It was your dad who made the call! And the plot thickens.
I really hope that you’re alright. Maybe partying with Mama LiLo until 4 a.m. is not an option anymore.