Must Love Cats

Sami and I are going cat hunting tomorrow--not looking to kill one, but to adopt one! We looked online at the Humane Society's website and we found the perfect cat: 3 month old, female, spayed, tortie Domestic Shorthair (I don't really know what all that means, but it's exciting). The best part of it all, her name is BOOB! I know, it can't get better than that. Some say that "dogs are a man's best friend." Well I say those people are stupid. I love cats!

PS. We're watching 10 Things I Hate About You right now, we're crying inside...ah Heath....

Good News

So did anyone grow up watching the Muppets? Muppet Christmas? Muppets in Space? Does anyone know what happened to the gang after say 1993? Well I have the best of news, I'm sitting in my Western Political Heritage class and this boy, who insists on having his nose as far up the professor's....well you know, anyway, not the point...this boy begins speaking and a realize (drum roll please). I FOUND KERMIT THE FROG! he's sitting right there on the front row, six people away from me! No really though, in all seriousness I realize that this kid couldn't possibly be Kermit (he's far too tall), he's the guy that ate him! Kermit speaks though him like some sort of medium from beyond. It's miraculous really. If you close your eyes it's really like Kermit is sitting next to you. I keep waiting for him to break out in a rendition of The Rainbow Connection. It's a truly magnificent experience....except however, when it's eight o'clock in the morning and the last thing you want to hear is some premi rambling off about that which he doesn't know in a frog dialect. But I'm sure you as third party observers would find it all rather fascinating. The best part of it is: he wore a green shirt today!

Another thing I have found that brings me more pleasure than it ought to: my D&C professor gets really into his lectures. I'm reminded of an Evangelical minister on one of those prayer commercials. You know, call and be saved. So he's going off about how we're on this earth to learn how to be gods, and he keeps saying that through the Atonement Christ will be the mediator. He will mediate us. If we submit our will he becomes our mediator....This all sounds well and good, but it gets better (I know right). Every time he mentions any form of "mediate" this grown man who has to be around 6' 4'' will literally bend his knees, lowering himself down about two feet, and do what I fondly refer to as the Perkins Boogie--he wiggles and jiggles to music I'm hoping he's hearing in his head. He actually resembles how I would think a leprechaun would behave once he's found a pot of gold, or the thought of eternal life... I think what really makes it all worth while is the lack of understanding personal space--which makes it truly awkward for those of the front row (myself included). He does this dance on inches from my fellow colleagues' faces. Oh what fun! I wish you could experience my life first-hand. But alas, you cannot and therefore I dedicate this post to all those who unfortunately can't come to class with me.

Until something else more eventful arises
-L

Not Sleeping Yet

Ello friends. Today was quite the exciting day--I bought lamp for my living room: let there be light (and it IS good), matching blue pillows for my couch, and a new electric can opener for my lack of hand. I am now poor, but happy. I have cleaning checks tomorrow so I used the lights to see every particle of dust in my living room. I didn't clean it all mind you, but don't worry, you unplug the lamps and the dust disappears--they're magic lamps!

So I can't sleep. Go figure, I can never sleep. So i thought I would speak to my fan club, yes, that would be you. So as I was walking from my D&C class in the Eyring Science Center to my Pl Sc class in the SWKT I heard this girl say, "that was way fun." Now let's just think about this for a minute...way fun? WAY fun? What exactly would qualify something to be "way" fun? It would probably be under the same category as way dumb, or way crazy. You would think that the actual adjective would be enough to descirbe it, since as we all know "fun" implies a sense of well-liking and immense amusement, correct? So what's with the "way"? The world will never know, maybe one day we'll find out, and when that day comes I'll be WAY EXCITED! (I just threw up a little in my mouth).

So my final class of the day is on the seventh floor of the SWKT in a conference room (with an oval table--you have my permission to be WAY jealous). We sit in our apparent ivory tower and philosophize for an hour and fifteen minutes--on the meaning of life of course. I sit across from this girl. I don't know her name. But she constantly looks like she's going to cry. I mean really she has the face of a person who at any minute in the class will break down into an emotional wreck of despair and misery. It's rather fascinating to watch (no wonder I'm not understanding the actual subject matter). After being enrolled in this class for over two weeks now, I have decided this is her serious thinking face--forehead wrinkled, intense eyes, slight frown. This is a person who is intense, deep, and meaningful thought. And here I was thinking she's going to have a mental breakdown. This girl is the epitome of all great philosophers--Plato, Socrates, Hobbes, Locke....This is how they looked when they began to philosophize. I wonder how I look in that class...?

So apparently Heath Ledger died today. It really goes to show: life sucks then you die. RIP you beautiful Australian. Lesson of the day: try not to OD on sleeping pills...that's a bit harsh, Heath don't smite me. You know I love you.

Off to bed.
-L

It's Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas

It's blizzarding outside. I don't appreciate it much. The one day we get a break at BYU it decides to blizzard--I'm boycotting the outdoors. So now that I'm stuck inside I am forced to do homework...some holiday break. I'm excessively bored. I want to go see Juno, I've already seen it twice but third time's the charm. I really can't explain my love of that movie. Go watch, appreciate the top notes, "get a whiff of those sparklin' top notes!" It really is the cheese to my macaroni. And when you go watch it, make sure to invite me!

Well lovely children, I must be off, I have many pressing engagements--homework, nap, movie, the usual. Good-bye fine friends.

-L

PS. Stop snowing.

I Live in Silent Darkness

I sit at home much of my days. This really isn't a problem since I don't mind sitting or being at home. However recently my roommate, for the sake of the story we'll call her Becki, decided to abandon the clan of girls that is our apartment and marry, a boy nonetheless. It was a lovely affair of white dresses (well dress), flowers, food, and dancing--minus the dancing. While this is all well and good, it has come to my knowledge of how much stuff Becki has accumulated in our apartment these last few months.

It's like the expression of ripping a bandaid off--the faster you do it the better. Well just imagine the largest bandaid in the world and times it by like a million. This is the size of our imaginative bandaid of pain. Every few days Becki comes to take some of her stuff to her new apartment, with her new husband. That too, seems normal enough that a person would inquire of their belongings. However, I have decided enough is enough!

Among the things I have lost in the past couple weeks: our TV, lamp, Buddha, silverware, dishes, stimulating company, framed random couples, wall hangings, the foot blanket, DVD player, official mail checker, shower curtain, my shermal friend, some of the better movies of my life, the other Buddha, plus many more things I'm just so sad about I can't rightly remember.

So now we live in a dark room void of all entertainment features. We have been stripped of our Buddhist religion, while eating out of dirty spoons, and crying into the lack of blankets.

Well Becki, know this: You make take our lamp, you may take our very television, but you will never take our CHRISTMAS TREE! (that currently acts as a night light)

PS. This post is in no regards committed to making Becki feel guilty. It is simply to make people aware of the struggling situation that is really going on behind the door of apartment #9.

Crispy

I went tanning for the first time in a long time. It was wonderful. I am reminded of those lizards in the pet shops that have the warming rock. I think of the tanning beds as my own personal warming rock--that shines cancerous rays all over my body. Ah well, I figure the sooner off I die, the better. that way I won't have to deal with wrinkles, memory loss, gray hair, and osteoporoses. However, not I feel as though I could potentially laid on my "rock" too long. The color of my stomach resembles that of a pomegranate, and since my stomach usually resemles that of a marshmallow (in both color and shape), I find it a bit frightening. Nonetheless, it was a lovely experience, and the fact that I had a coupon makes it that much better.

So it's Crystal's birthday today so I'd like to give a little shout out: CRYSTAL IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY! She is officially twenty, and now has been married for five months...wow.

Well it's another exhaustively boring day in the life of LeeAnne. I made brownies after my tanning excursion. They're for my ward party, something I'm not really looking forward to either. Ah well. Sami says I can't be anti-social, so this is my attempt. I think we might try and see Juno tonight which should be fun. Anyone who wants to see Enchanted with me, let me know. It seems like I'm the only person I know over the age of five who would appreciate a princess themed movie.

Decision of the day: When I grow up I'm going to be a princess.

Love your future ruler
-L

Well my good friends, it's been a blast.

All I Hear Is Blah Blah Blah

I'm sitting on my couch donning my lovely ribbed tights, leg warmers, and read ear muffs. I am of course wearing more than that, however, I am only excited about these specific articles of clothing. I finished reading biology and I should be reading all my other readings for my poli sci and psych classes. I quit.

I now sit and watch mindless TV which I'm not even watching. Kendall bakes in the other room. I don't bake. I want to watch Jaws right now. I've decided I want a nose ring---just a very, very small diamond. I don't feel like dropping out of school as much as I did two days ago, that's good news.

Becki got married, and now no one checks the mail. She stole our shower curtain four days ago, so my hygiene was going downhill. Luckily, Sami and I made a trip to Wal-Mart last night and bought a two dollar shower liner. Thank you Wal-Mart for your child labor in China for making that possible. However, I have still not showered.

I really feel the need to go shower now, but we all know that's not going to happen. As for my last post, I am no longer going to be taking that job. Far too sketchy for their own good. The guy that interviewed me never even told me his name. I had to ask him for it at the end. And not once did he mention the official name of the company. Job #2: no go.

It smells good. I'm not hungry enough to make my own food. It turns out I have to buy yet another book for psych. I have to make brownies for the ward party tomorrow. I bought a new CTR ring, I'm pretty much in love with it. Good fun! It's the old fashion kind and it's blue. I don't know why, but I like the blue one. I never like blue--except for now, and only on my ring.

All I hear is blah blah blah.

Only the lonely

-L

Jobs Glorious Jobs!

Good news kids!

I am about to interview for a job in about 45 minutes, and I talked to them on the phone today and it's basically set that I already have it. Oh yes, I know! So I will now be offering incentives to people who go to a resort in Park City--a noble goal to be sure. I also get to baby-sit two little girls on Monday afternoons, go LeeAnne and being able to eat this semester!

I am also taking fifteen credits in school, which is going to be tough. Three of my professors said that their particular course will be one of the toughest classes I will take in my undergraduate education--if that is in fact the case, two of the three are lying. I'll let you know in a few months who that actually is.

Well I must get ready for my interview. It's been real, it's been good, it's been really good.

-L