Suddenly I See

Hey girl,
Sounds like Sunday was fun and relaxing. Too bad it was Tuesday before I even read the post. Just goes to show how frickin' crazy this week has been so far. I am glad to report that things are slowing down now. I have some mail of yours over at my house that I need to deliver.

I would like to watch a crap-ton of movies for the rest of the week. Sound good? I hope to see you soon, my favorite gal-pal.
D.D.

Anticipation's been wearing me thin

What kind of drama, my dear? You'll have to come over today if you need to relax. Jeff Ebert, John Cockerill, Bam, Tiffany Heidtbrink and I are drinking coffee, writing, drawing, reading, and doing homework. Pretty much however you want to spend your time, that's what we're doing. We're also listening to my new Aimelie CD- courtesy of you. :)

Come over whenever you're ready- but only if you want to. We'd love to have your company....

Unfortunatly, i was not as productive as I had hoped to be. It took Bama 2 1/2 hours to get back from Omaha last night. We had pizza and watched a movie with Corey Priebe and Logan and Melissa. It was very relaxing, but now I'm paying for it. Which is ok- because i have my headphones on and I'm not even paying attention to the people who are here.....and I'll get quite a bit done here after I'm done writing you.

I hope you are well. You know I'm always over here to listen....and I have lots of kleenex and pillows for crying into. Trust me, they've gotten a lot of use over the past few weeks! Let me know if I can help at all. I love you, girl.

Heather Lea

"Morning, uuuuhhh clouds?"

Hello!
I was going to say "Morning Sunshine!!" Yeah right. It's freakin' slush city out there. So glad you came over last night. I really loved your attempts at break dancing. Did you end up getting all your homework done last night? I bet you did. You are so driven these days. It's great, isn't it? I was like that last semester. Unfortunately, I reverted back to my old ways this semester. Sad.

Tonight we are having an Oscar party with "Note to Self." I am going to make some delicious mocktails, I believe. Should be fun. I am going to dress up in a skin-tight type outfit. Should be excellent if I can hold my stomach in all night. It's very Oscar-esque. I need to be glamourous.

There is still some drama in my life. It makes me sad.

take a trip to my yard

I do hear that we're expected to get some foul weather. I love it. I'm staying right here. That is, of course, until I go to omaha for the augustana/g.g.dolls concert saturday night, at which point, i will go, relax at the orphium with great friends and music, and ride home with john, levi, megan and kristin. Sounds fabulous. AT WHICH point, i will retire to my home for the rest of the weekend and lock myself up in the tower to work on homework the entire rest of the weekend.

You should stay here. You could catch up on homework- get everything done for this next week, read, drink lots of coffee, relax, etc. I think that sounds devine. And then, when the storm DOES hit, you'll be safe and sound in your pj's already drinking cocoa and curled up with a fabulous book. (Need any recommendations, I have many)

THAT is what you should do.

I no longer feel like a psychotic nut-job. Must have been a phase. A few days of abnormal hormonal levels. :)

Love you, girl.

Slow down for the low down.

Here is a little play by play of my day so far, starting at 12 am.
1. Rapidly finish paper for Women's Lit despite lack of material.
2. Go to bed
3. Force self out of bed to eat breakfast/get dressed/ etc.
4. Do some last minute cramming for Jazz History test
5. Skip morning e-mail check to study a bit more
6. Drive to school and chase bus to get to class early
7. Get to music building only to read sign saying: "Jazz History Class Cancelled. Exam moved to Monday..."
8. Punch the wall for skipping morning e-mail check.

I hope that was descriptive enough for you. I am now on campus waiting for my next class to begin. I suppose it's alright that I'm up and that I can get some extra reading done. Hurrah! I think I am going home this weekend, but the idea of a rain/snow storm kind of frightens me. What do you think? Will it be nasty up our way? Hope to see you soon, girl.
~Dav. Dame

Too dang long

I'm sorry. I've taken a leave of absense this week. Nearly 5 days without a post! Horrible, horrible.....I see you and Mr. Ben have a blog going as well- very nice.

I'm off to Crystal's house tonight for some painting, singing, playing, laughing, loving, etc. it will be magnificent....I'm pretty sure.

I hope you're inspired by the marvelous weather. I'm inspired by my window.

My week is over- hopefully I'll have time to breathe and catch up.

Do yourself good tonight, doll.

Fantastic.

Thanks for the voicemail from the concert. Heavenly. I hope it was super good. I'm sure it was. We had a good small group tonight. We talked about hope. It was excellent. I ate tacos for lunch and dinner. Kind of disappointing, but I don't really get tired of them.

It seems like I haven't seen you much lately. Who did you go to the concert with? I need to get some piano music from you. My piano is collecting dust.

I hope you are feeling that life is exciting and that you are having some adventures. I really like being a part of your life and I hope we can become better friends. I really value our relationship. John Mayer. Nice. Way to go on going to that concert. Bring back a piece of his loveliness for me.

Dear Girl,

Yes. I guess busy can be considered my plight. I don't know, though. Can I blame the week for moving too quickly? I think that's what I'll do. Will write more later. Just wanted you to know that I'm still alive and reading.

Are you lost?

My Dear Leslie,

It has been nearly three days and I have not heard from you. I'm looking for you now and there is no movement in your home. Are you ok? Are you ill?

I'm guessing you're just busy...which is fine. As I recall, I did have a bout of time when I wasn't writing either. Snap out of it.

I'll be waiting......actually, just doing homework. But you know that involves checking facebook/email/myspace/blogger five times each hour. :)

I love you.

Unbelievable.

I know. School. Ah well, such is the way of life. I'll tell you what I'm going to do to protest: eat at Burger King tonight between classes. So THERE! That's right.

I have night class until 10 pm.....and a nice break from 5:30 to 6:45.....so I'll have plenty of time to grab a bite. I might even eat in and take a good book to read. Currently, "The History of Love", which is our February book for book group. Feel free to read it and you can come to the discussion group at the end of the month. Do it!

I did get everything done. I was really proud of myself as I laid down to go to sleep last night. Usually, I cop out and say "screw it" to some assignment or another and end up getting a bad grade. But I pushed through and it felt glorious.

Thanks for stopping by last night. It was good to talk. I love you.

My tea is ready and whisteling in the other room. Must go.

What the crap?

Why did we have school today? I got up late this morning so I was late for class, but not late enough to check if we had school first. We did. Lame. And the weird thing is, everyone is here. I thought all of my classes would be barren. Wrong. Everyone is here and they're like, normal. I'm pissed. I also have to drive across town to work. What if I crash? I don't even know whta to do when you get in a car accident.

How was the rest of your night last night? Did you get your work done? Hope so. I need to go. I'm secretly hoping my teacher won't be there but I know she will. Lame. Have a snowy day. I know you will.
D.D.

dem bones, dem bones

Hey girl. I can see your light is on tonight. Mine is too. I'm working at my computer all night- preparing assessments for my little tutor-ee.....

I'm working through the closet. Kind of trying to sort out the crap to give to good will. You know.

Tony is here. They're watching wife swap in the living room. Ha. He's hilarious. You should stop over for a visit if you have time. It's dang cold though, so i understand if you don't want to get out into the blustery night.

I should make you a new mix of music and you should do the same for me. Work on it. I need to be inspired.

I sure do love you.

Rattle them bones.

Girl, what sort of skeletons have you been shoving? Call me if you're down. I want to hear it. I had a fun/lazy day. I didn't do much, but I enjoyed it immensely. We had our small group tonight and it was sweet. I love being around great people. Speaking of, it was great to hang out with you yesterday. You need to stop by here again sometime soon. Bring your computer and we can just do some homework, write and chat. Excellent. It is raining tonight and smells so good outside. You should go take a sniff.
Dav. Dame.

Dragged Down

Girl, I know. I've been awful. Haven't written for days. I'm sorry.

Today I'm.........strange. Sad. Confused. I've been shoving skeletons in the closet for months. And they're all going to topple out one of these days.....I'm just waiting.

Bye, now.

Giiiirllll!

D is my brother-in-law, Derek. Obviously. I'm glad you had a good solo night. I'm glad to hear the play was good. I think I might go now (to the play, that is). I went to Yia Yia's tonight and had a great time.

Tonight Larka and I made chocolate chip cookies and listened to good music. I played the piano and attempted to sing, but I sounded like a sick snake. Hissing my way through the song. I made up a handshake with little Taylor today. We are now friends once again. Thanks for the advice, though. I am taking it to heart. Those ragamuffins should not get to me like that! Good nightie night, my dear, dear friend.

a night alone

It's been done. I ate at Vincenzo's and went to a theatre production alone. It was glorious and I laughed harder at the play than I have at any other production. Loved it. Then, I stopped at Scooters and worked on my new piece- I've gained about 4 pages this evening, and it's turning out to be quite good...

I'm tired. And who the heck is "D"?

One more thing....

Chilli and corn bread sounds phenomenal. Mmmmmm....maybe I should go to Wendy's before the play I'm attending tonight....they have chilli. No cornbread, though. Perhaps I'll take myself out to some nice restaurant....and sit alone in the corner and watch everyone. I should have brought a journal. Damn. The ONE time I leave it at home....

Still see better fits

Unbefreakin'believable.

That's my friend on the guitar....which I am listening to right now. It's heavenly. And ridiculously enticing.....and might even be considered an aphrodisiac.

I'm trying to figure out what my plot is going to be for my story. I have to have it workshopped in a couple of weeks and I want it to be brilliant. Did I ever send you that one I wrote about the three people from all the different perspectives? Well, I liked that so much, I'd like to mix Lucy in with it somehow....but I'm not sure what that looks like. She could replace the character, Natalie. Or, she could be the best friend that's a little bit strange. However, I really enjoy Lucy and want her to be a dominant character.

I tried to figure it out on my run- but ran for just a bit and moved to the rowing machine, where all I could think about was being on a real lake, or the fact that I was dead tired and couldn't wait to be done. How do you move from that mental state? A shift needs to be made in my cognitive processing....I need to tell myself that I'm fine and I can keep running.....instead of reminding myself how tired I am and how I should stop because I've worked hard already and don't need to keep going.

A tisket a tasket--a night of tv.

I didn't really watch tv for a good 3 years of my college career. What changed in me? I think there are actually a lot of good shows on now. It is my treat to watch one.

How is Lucy coming along? Sometimes I really do stare at my window in the rain. Actually, every time it rains. You know how I am.

I had chili and cornbread for supper tonight. It was so delicious. I love meals like that. Everything tasted exactly perfect. What are you doing this weekend? I think I keep making plans and then forgetting them. Oh well. I know what I'm doing Friday at least. Babysitting. What a great evening for all. I think I'll bring a movie for them. I am boring tonight. Please accept my deepest apologies.

~Lame Leslie

Dashing aboard....dashingly a broad brood breed

To have the habit of being "habitually glamorous" would be, in my mind, one of the greatest curses in existence. Maybe if I picked up some "seductive smoking sticks", I would be more in the market for that kind of lifestyle. Perhaps not.

I'm currently at the rec waiting for a friend to come run with me in the cook. He has very long legs; I have very short legs. We'll see how this pans out. He promised to stay with me......I hope he's a man of his word.

I have the rest of the day off- and I am going to complete the following tasks:
1. run
2. nap before showering
3. launder sweaty sheets
4. shower
5. homework with great music and hot tea
6. i'll probably find a snack somewhere in there

If you're free and gazing longingly into my windows, you should pop over. I know it's not as convenient for you to come here as it is for me to go there- seeing as you have to be "let in". The act of "letting one in" being very tedious and annoying. (only kidding).

It just occurred to me that perhaps I should actually go into the cook to see if he is already here waiting- stretching, getting his real work-out in before he has his cool-down with me. :)

I'll write later, love.

My worst habit?

Well, if you consider being absolutely glamorous a habit, then I'm guilty as charged. No but really. I think I have bad habits of staring off into space, fantasizing about things that will never happen (like today I imagined having a partner to take my psychology test with), or checking my e-mail too often.
I don't think my lover's lover would leave her shoes under the bed. I think a fake eyelash on the pillow would be more convincing. I'm excited to perhaps join this book group. Will everyone accept me? I hope so, I do love books. I'm trying to find more time to read, anyway. Should be good. It's sleep time for me. Hope your lesson plan pans out. Love you and I can't believe you're moving in June,
Dav. Dame

Lucy

She's great.....and the box says, "White Trash Cigs" on one side and "Elegant Smoking Sticks" on the other. I'm pretty excited about her.....I think about her a lot when I sit at my window watching your house- as creepy as that sounds.

I've just come from a 13 hour day of classes- not straight, but seriously....thats a freakin' long time. And now, I have to do lesson plans for my class tomorow. CRAAAAAP. Hopefully they don't take too long.

Think about this: your worst habit. What is it? Mine is being ridiculously fabulous. Only kidding. I'll have to contemplate.

Or this: a man or woman who suspects infidelity of their spouse- that stems from an unfamiliar pair of shoes underneath the bed.....oooooh!!!

Sleeeep.

I slept for 2 hours this afternoon as I am ill. Gross. I am also trying to study for a test (not working). I went to KC this weekend for a girls' retreat. It was quite fun, but it is where I think I became ill. Feel quite tired and gross. Was nice to see you and the girls the other night. Weird that Martha is moving and that Erin is already moved. I think I need to pop my back into place. It's killing me, making studying hard and sitting up straight harder. Better get back, friend.
Your main dame,
Leslie

Warning.

My Dear Damsel,

Please do try to be leery of cigarette shovers. I've heard nothing but negative things about them, which is why you need to steer clear. Consider yourself warned. I, too, find it necessary to weave in and around crowds based on the placement of cigarette smokers. Not to mention, those who have just recently smoked and/or been around a smoker, radiating that blessed faint aroma. Please note that I am referring to the pleasant scent of smoke smell , not the dirty, nasty-stale smell that filthy smokers contribute to society.

I'm a bit bothered by the ridiculously chill air outside. What in the name of Sam Hill is mother nature thinking, giving us 45 mile-an-hour gusts in the midst of weather well below comfortable temperatures? Someone, please tell me.

And why, I ask you, was it necessary for me to forget my wallet at home today? I tell you, I went to blockbuster, I went to the library, I went to S.W. Video, or whatever the heck it's called, and I went to Russ' freakin' market finally to rent some videos. I wanted one new release (Little Miss Sunshine) and one film that came out FIVE years ago (Everything is Illuminated) - and blockbuster still had it on the new release wall. And yes, I asked at the counter if it was still on the new release list. I did NOT want to pay new release price for a movie that came out five years ago. Call me crazy. SO, I said, "forget that!" (actually, I was very kind and said thank-you) and walked out, stopped at the library to pick up a new book "The History of Love- Nicole Krauss) and to check to see if they had the five year old movie to rent. (They did not.) I then drove clear across town, stormed through gusty winds into the next rental facility (SW Video). Here, I found both movies, one new release, one not, and approached the counter, upon which the woman told me I HAD to have my debit or credit card in order to rent a film. *Frustration level steadily increasing by this time* I still didn't have my wallet. Finally, I walked to Russ' Market. They had the new release. They did NOT, however, have the five-year-old film because it's too old and not popular enough. So, in a fit of pissed-off fury, (which I revealed to no one until this moment), I rented the new release, and found a different film, which better be stinkin' good, and I'm home, in my pj's...ready to curl up and watch.

* Exaggerated sigh*

All this to say, watch out for the smokers. You may become addicted.
Much love,
Heather Lea

Vaaaa-gginnnn---yaaa Slims.

Yes, the spelling kind of does throw you for a loop. I did my hair all awesome and voluminous today. It lasted for like 5 seconds. When am I going to get long luxurious locks like you? I've been waiting for weeks.
I know that if I did start to smoke, I'd be in trouble. I'd be addicted in one second. That's why I watch where I'm going just in case someone shoves one in my mouth as I'm walking past. That's one of my biggest fears. Damn cigarette shovers.

Rough.

Just had a hard convo with Ben. Why does everything have to be so bad? I hate being a bad guy. I guess you just have to be sometimes. I don't know what to do. Am late for work.
Confused and repulsed by self,
Leslie

Lame-o Schlame-o

I know, I know....it's taken me a long time. I'm sitting here gazing out of my bedroom window at your empty house. Sad. Usually you're around in the early afternoon.....

Disappointingly, I'm still snot-nosed. Dang. Equally disappointing is the fact that you still have some packs of virginia slims- stale and putrid, waiting to be smoked. "Oh my gawd, honey, i've had the worst day....i need a virgina slim..." Strangly enough, I tried to write "virginia" phonetically in a broolkyn accent, replacing the 'ir' with an 'a'....like "va-gin-ya".....ya know, but it didn't turn out as i had hopped, and there are other words that are also spelled with an 'a' in place of the 'ir'.....words which i will not spell at this point.

It's a good thing you don't really have some packs still leftover. It's also a good thing that neither one of us actually smoke.

I think i'm going to try to get some homework done quickly before i go to class. have a wonderful day, doll. I'll be home around 5:45.....and i think cale, erin and i are going to listen to jazz at pear's. you're invited, if you want to go.

And as far as you not "fitting in", that's bullshit. Period.

-heather

In response to Kleenex emergency--

Well, at least you are actively pursuing an act of triumphant accomplishment. Homework, obviously. One of these nights we are going to watch Bridget and laugh forever. Remember when we saw it in the theatre? We were like the only ones there and laughed hysterically. It was not so hysterical when I rented Bridget number one when I was in high school and the concentration of the f-bomb was too high for my parents to handle. Fortunately, they have shaped up since then.
The concentration of attractive men at your birthday party was extraordinarily high. Also, the concentration of females with sweeping bangs and exceptional singing voices was also above the average marks. What a wonderful group of exceptional people you know. Unfortunately, I fit into none of the aforementioned categories as I am not male, have bangs that are straight and not swooping, and my voice is only "slightly above average." Don't worry, though, I'm not upset about these factors, I am merely stating that I was not "part of the crowd." I am off to bed now. Good luck with your paper. I would stick with shoving the Kleenex up your nose. It probably saves at least 10 minutes and hour of blowing/wiping time.