Lindsay Lohan Doesn't Even Know She's Talking Anymore

Lindsay Lohan needs to start carrying around a little notebook. And a crayon. Maybe a tape recorder. I don't really care how she gets it done, but she needs a way to remember what she's said out loud so she can stop constantly contradicting herself.

First, Lindsay was on about how she loves the paparazzi and would be worried if they weren't photographing her. Next, she's leaving clubs like this. Okay, so maybe she knew she was having a bad face day and didn't feel like seeing the genesis of a pimple displayed all over every single gossip blog this morning. But now she claims that the paparazzi are to blame for her lack of an Oscar. No, seriously. She said Oscar. Look:

“The thing about the press and why they need to leave me the [bleep] alone for a little bit is because I don’t want that distraction from my work,” she told Nylon magazine. “I want to get a nomination. I want to win an Oscar. I want to be known for more than, like, going out. For being ‘the party girl.’ I hate that. I bust my [bleep] when I’m filming, and when I have time off, yeah, I like to go out and dance.”

Okay. So the girl's got aspirations. Good on her. She wants to be known for more than doing shit like this and says so on the same night that she's doing this. But I sort of want to shake her, you know? Shake her and maybe yell directly into her face a little? Or a lot, I mean, I'll do whatever it takes.

You're Lindsay Lohan. BE Lindsay Lohan. It's time to start drinking again, show us your vagina, and if at all possible, get another Herbie film in the making. Triple Fafa points if you crash Herbie while trying to mow down Paris Hilton's dog after an all night bender

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