tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314883112012-02-10T17:51:02.003-08:00The HiPo LoungeSo it's like, a blog about me. And my notions about some things.Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.comBlogger661100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-85549536948506879482008-08-19T20:58:00.000-07:002008-08-19T23:29:59.538-07:00A Post Regarding My Curious State of BeingSo.Well.I have no idea where this post is going. I'm rusty, obviously. Pulling up the Blogger beta Dashboard was like prying something almost entirely deteriorated out of the ground. Isn't that a sad metaphor? But at the end of the day, I have to be honest with myself. And you all. I've been absolutely lousy at posting these past several months.You Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com45tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-29457827113981097272008-04-28T21:30:00.000-07:002008-04-28T22:25:41.034-07:00The Reunion of the Known and the UnknownThat there up above is a line from a Bright Eyes song called "Lime Tree." If you don't know this song, you should listen to it. Even if you hate Bright Eyes, you should listen to it. It's a beautiful song, and it's the one thing that's contextualizing my life right now. Read: this ONE song is the soundtrack for everything that's going on with me right now Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-84511482683872781872008-03-24T22:23:00.000-07:002008-03-24T22:38:39.677-07:00Because I Once Told Someone, "There is nothing in this world that is not funny, not even death."This has probably been all over the Internets for months or something, but a buddy just sent it to me tonight, and I haven't had a good laugh in about a week and 1/2 straight, and I fucking LIVE to laugh, honest to God, and it was just what I needed. And I love Demetri Martin. The thing that absolutelyLeslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-77694208632598211022008-03-17T21:30:00.000-07:002008-03-17T21:38:12.862-07:00Dear Kristin,This is a letter that should have been written a long time ago. But I think you already know all that I’m about to say. You know it because that’s precisely how we knew one another: because we both just got it. It was palpable in the energy between us from the very beginning.We all know that I’m not so great at making friends with girls, but you and I were fast friends—a rarity for Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-64258579493197602432008-03-01T20:56:00.000-08:002008-03-01T23:46:39.154-08:00A Post That Is Somewhere In Between Last Weekend And This WeekendIt has literally taken me until tonight--Saturday night--to block out some time to blog. All week I've wanted to tell you about the fun things I did last weekend, but now it seems totally irrelevant, seeing as it is currently this weekend. But nothing interesting is going on this weekend. And there are like 800 things that have Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-36426813724895880182008-02-17T19:51:00.001-08:002008-02-17T21:09:26.420-08:00Some Failure. And Some Not So Much Failure. And A Meme Courtesy Of Mr. LadyMany of you are probably wondering how I'm doing with that whole "giving up cigarettes Cold Turkey" and all. I wish I could tell you that I am A Rock Star God who was able to give up cigarettes with no problem whatsoever. But I can't tell you that.I've been cheating. Not A LOT cheating, but cheating nonetheless. I made it Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-60539856844894810972008-02-02T20:15:00.000-08:002008-02-02T22:08:10.428-08:00The Break-Up LetterDear Camel Lights (and alternately, Parliament Lights),I always knew that I would have to write this letter. The time came sooner than I expected, and this saddens me, but nonetheless, this letter has to be written tonight.Tomorrow will be our last day together. I'm so sorry, but I've got to end it somewhere, and it seems like the end of the NFL season is the best time. We can Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-47774008747131648072008-01-28T22:39:00.000-08:002008-01-28T22:48:47.560-08:00Up And Running, Sort Of:I have my first post up over at DOI. Please go and leave a comment: tell us what you're watching on TV. Tell us what's brilliant and moving. Tell us what motivates you as a human being--you know, TV-wise. 'Cause like, TV? It's pretty cool. Shows are good, and shit.No seriously. I'm looking for recommendations. Also, did I mention the quitting smoking thing? I need projectsLeslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-73281105145121031932008-01-23T21:12:00.000-08:002008-01-23T22:37:40.016-08:00My Plans For World Domination Have Finally Been Put Into MotionWell.I've had a week.And it's only Wednesday.Apparently, I've decided on some subconscious level that I need to engage myself in some really complex projects if I'm going to quit smoking by February 3rd. So far this week I have:1.) Agreed to spearhead a move for my company to send me and two of my Recruiters to Austin for SXSW in Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-68887299199169424342008-01-05T21:15:00.000-08:002008-01-05T23:08:16.883-08:00Some Notes On Some Things As Of LateI'm sorry that I haven't been writing lately. There are various reasons for this, but the primary reason, as most of you know, is that my mother was diagnosed with lung cancer over Thanksgiving week.Before you freak out about this (in case you're someone who doesn't know yet) the cancer is not in her lungs. This is a good thing. The doctors remain positive and Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-87906858751821835022007-12-03T21:16:00.000-08:002007-12-03T21:33:34.365-08:00If You Love To Laugh So Hard That You Cry, Go Here RIGHT NOW.Seriously. I cannot emphasize this enough. I realize Omega writes pretty pithy movie reviews, and it may be hard to get past. But I seriously almost peed my pants when I read this. Jesus, I'm lucky to have friends who are funny as shit. My contribution (albeit poor) is this: Charity's Grace [a drama about a woman named Charity whose Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-85152551171584845652007-11-19T21:42:00.000-08:002007-11-25T21:45:11.446-08:00Allow Me To Give You A Gift . . .My last year at UT, I took a class entitled "The Personal Essay." In this class, we had to craft a personal essay, as you'd likely expect. I won't get into all the details of the class or what I wrote, but the professor and I really clashed--she hated my writing. She wrote the most damning criticism I've ever received on my last submitted revision: "Your prose is Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-85052536080607452152007-10-31T16:42:00.000-07:002007-10-31T17:08:40.781-07:00Now Is The Part When I Conquer The WorldSo my list of enemies is only three deep. It consists of my horrible, abusive ex-boyfriend (from when I was twenty-two) and his two best frat-boy buddies. These are people I hate. I mean, like, if someone anonymous were to whisper in my ear, “Hey, Leslie? Do you want me to make those three guys, like, disappear?” I would not hesitate in the slightest at Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-51258856611726135512007-10-19T23:49:00.000-07:002007-10-19T23:59:08.730-07:00Shhh! I Have A Super Stealth Secret For You . . .I got a job. A real live adult job--not a contract job. Like, a job with benefits, a 401K, and this very adult thing called vesting. It all went down super-quick, and I'd write more about it, but I'm exhausted. I'm going to try like hell to give you the full update tomorrow, so we'll see how that goes. Sorry I haven't written in a while. But, you Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-87556310999885331722007-09-26T21:22:00.000-07:002007-09-26T22:41:57.667-07:00One Last Post Regarding That Boy And MySpace And I Swear I'm DoneTruth be told, I'm mostly posting because it's driving me crazy that every time I pull up my blog, I'm reminded of the fact that all of my relationships inevitably fail.Today, I discovered that there are no other bars in Seattle that offer trivia on Friday nights. You know, other than the bar I used to frequent, where that guy down Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-27823082207078352572007-09-21T21:51:00.000-07:002007-09-21T23:29:44.951-07:00Some Notes About The Wedding Of The CenturyI know. Isn’t that an adorable twosome up there? Don’t those people look like they’re having the time of their lives?Truth be told, they were having the time of their lives. But one of them was thinking: “This is a wise decision. For the first time in a decade of failed relationships, I might be onto something with this one.” The other one was thinking, Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-49429315367521857052007-09-11T19:58:00.000-07:002007-09-11T22:04:53.355-07:00An Athiest Pens A Prayer Of SortsDear God,You and I have never really had a relationship before. You know that I seriously doubt your existence. But I have a bone to pick with you, because I have to pick a bone with someone.Two years ago last spring, you allowed this delighful young woman named Kristin to fall prey to Acute Myelogenous Leukemia (AML.) The worst leukemia you can have. It broke my Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-10367707457641881272007-09-06T23:16:00.000-07:002007-09-06T23:25:30.884-07:00DUDE, I TOTALLY, LIKE, HAVE A LOT OF THINGS TO TELL YOU, BUT SEE, THERE'S A TIME ISSUE, A TIME ISSUE, AND, WELL, IT MEANS THAT I HAVE NO TIME RIGHT NOW, BUT I ALSO STILL HAVE A LOT OF THINGS TO TELL YOU, LIKE ABOUT WEDDINGS I'VE BEEN TO, AND PEOPLE I'VE MET, AND THINGS THAT I'VE DONE. AND I PROMISE THAT I LOVE YOU ALL AND RESPECT YOU ALL AND AM MISSING OUR "RAPPORT," IF YOU WILL, BUT SHIT'S A Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-12107027515701080032007-08-12T20:36:00.000-07:002007-08-12T21:44:30.911-07:00You Can Take A Stick Away From A Girl, But You Can't Take A Girl Away From A Stick That up there? That's my new ride. I drove it off the lot yesterday afternoon. It's a Honda Civic Value Coupe 2D. It's equipped with features I've never had in a car before, such as "Power Steering," "Cup Holders," "Dual Front Air Bags," and "Air Conditioning." (To be fair, the little white Civic did have A/C, butLeslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-91457893341461246272007-08-06T21:14:00.000-07:002007-08-07T21:34:10.391-07:00 It's The End Of An Era . . .This was my 1990 Honda Civic. This was my 1990 Honda Civic that I begrudgingly had towed to a wrecking site on Saturday afternoon. Oh, the love I had for that car! I drove her (actually, the car's persona was male in my mind, but I'm going back to the roots for Jimenez's sake--I inherited the car from him) for like four or five years, and then, apparently, I drove herLeslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-42071307646293523342007-07-05T20:25:00.000-07:002007-07-05T22:02:18.036-07:00Movie MemeI'd be remiss if I didn't repost this, seeing as I went to film school and all. I do have, like, a meaningful post about Life and all somewhere in my head, but until I get it worked out, I offer you this morsel ('cause it's like, a total morsel, and shit. That's how I roll: with morsels.)Name your (current) top 5 movies of all time.I don't ever like this question. Seriously? Five? But Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-23742178246172708022007-06-24T00:21:00.000-07:002007-06-24T00:23:41.238-07:00 Mingle2 - Online DatingWell, well, well . . .It's precisely the rating I was looking for . . .Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-58149571600694461882007-06-19T21:06:00.000-07:002007-06-19T22:20:00.208-07:00How Sweet It IsI can't write much, as my brain is, quite literally, about to explode from the surplus of information now swimming in it. (If you ever want a really significant mental challenge, go work for a large corporation. They will pummel you with information. So much information that you will be terrified that you will not be able to do your job. Then you will realize that you are strong Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-31544841608023051552007-06-05T20:17:00.000-07:002007-06-05T23:38:14.662-07:00Ladies and Gentlemen, We've Obtained Gainful EmploymentHello, gentle readers. I just thought we should have a little debriefing session re: my employment status.Today I managed to finagle my way into a job. Or rather, today I was made an offer. The actual finagling occurred over the course of two interviews. It's another contract job, which is great. I can't tell you which company it's with, but Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-88514774023300399572007-05-25T22:04:00.000-07:002007-05-25T23:36:21.770-07:00Just When You Think You're Going To Live The Rest Of Your Life Without Ever Being Attacked By Crows . . .Listen to this shit. No really. Listen.You know how you hear stories about people being attacked by birds? Maybe you hear it on the news, or you hear it from friends of friends, etc. But you sort of think it's silly, because you don't ever really think of birds as menacing so much as just Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-89319469701461811112007-05-15T22:15:00.000-07:002007-05-15T23:44:48.232-07:00It's Like I'm In High School, And I'm Applying To College All Over AgainI've nothing new, really, to report on the job front, except to say that all day, every day, it's what I'm thinking about. It's a completely exhausting process: if I'm not selling myself in phone interviews or face-to-face interviews, I'm thinking about how to sell myself to the next company with which I'll be meeting. And Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-78145094909351100882007-04-29T20:45:00.000-07:002007-04-29T23:29:53.337-07:00Some Notes On My Life As Of Late. Because I Know You Really, Really Care.Well, it's been a while since I did some blogging. Did you miss me? I sure missed you. All five of you.I guess the biggest development with me has been that I received news about, oh, I guess three weeks ago or so now that my company will not be able to retain me as a Recruiting Coordinator. I was not totally unprepared for Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-9544978870782446052007-04-03T21:07:00.000-07:002007-04-03T23:19:01.644-07:00A Birthday Post For A Young Man Who's Been VERY Popular With The Ladies As Of Late27 years ago, a young man named Jimmy was born. I wanted to name him Toaster, but no one ever listens to me. Christ, if people would just listen to me. At any rate, he's my brother, as you might have discerned by now, and I refer to him on this blog and elsewhere as Jimenez.We weren't always the best of friends. Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-74399022541888896032007-03-27T22:33:00.000-07:002007-03-27T23:27:30.305-07:00After Grief, Sometimes Comes HumorTHIS is one of the most hilarious things I've ever seen. Omega sent it to me tonight, and I've watched it about four times now. I love repetitious humor if it's done right. My absolute favorite part is the diagram: Prison Prison--->Prison--->Not Prison. On a napkin. Brilliant.I apologize that I'm not just putting the clip directly on the blog, but I'm dicking Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-19796847303312628122007-03-20T22:09:00.000-07:002007-03-20T23:45:57.666-07:00On Life, And Then On DeathLIFE: 32 years ago, this vibrant, plucky, lovely, brilliant woman was born. She goes by the nickname Mr. Lady. You all know her (or most of you do.) Roughly 31 &1/3 years later, I had the pleasure of ebefriending her via the Internets. And now, despite only really ever hanging out for one evening and part of a morning, we are "thick as thieves."Mr. Lady, I feel like I'veLeslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-41982233602371820792007-03-14T21:21:00.000-07:002007-03-14T23:17:11.944-07:00A Post I Should Have Written Last NightYesterday, my father, mother and brother attended a funeral for my paternal grandfather, Wayne Dawson. I intended all day on writing a little something about it. But I didn't. Do you know what I did? Instead of writing a post about my deceased grandfather?I went over to John's house, had a shot of Jameson, sat in the hot tub for a few hours and had what was Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-31872550452848078582007-02-28T21:10:00.000-08:002007-02-28T23:21:39.657-08:00On The Nature Of This New Relationship I'm In . . .That's right, kids. I'm sort of, well, involved right now. I shouldn't even be writing about this, as there's a tendency in my life of me mentioning (like to friends) that there is actually a new object of my affection, and then said object of my affection decides to, well, not be interested back, all-of-a-sudden-style, and I end up miserable andLeslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-26871988305538927042007-02-20T22:17:00.000-08:002007-02-20T23:33:25.710-08:00A Post For This Kid I Used To Know Who's Named MackI know you're all pissed at me for not posting. Truth is, nothing of note has been happening with me lately. The job's going well. The dog is well. I am well. All is well. The water is not choppy. The water is calm. Blissfully, blissfully calm.But I do want to tell you something. I found out tonight that one of my brother's very good friends, Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-73799959401382698062007-01-17T21:06:00.000-08:002007-01-17T22:51:05.637-08:00I'd Rather Give You No Posts Than Lackluster PostsSo, I haven't been writing as of late. Part of this is because there hasn't been much to write about. My life, when it's not downright pathetic, is pretty boring at best. There's work, there's the dog, there's my, you know, routine. It doesn't make for a compelling read, let's just say.Also, I haven't been inspired. Just, nothing much is inspiringLeslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-15698033108758316292007-01-07T21:28:00.001-08:002007-01-07T21:37:35.145-08:00On the Nature of My New iPod Nano Being the Final Nail in the Coffin of My Solipsistic ExistenceBut in a good way! Who’s the guy from the Onion who writes all the "up to date" Hollywood gossip? Jackie Harvey, right? So like, everybody and their mother has an iPod or some variation by now, but I just got one, and I’ve got to say, it’s like crack. Know what? I’m listening to the iPod right now. Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-30378325154872746472006-12-18T20:52:00.000-08:002006-12-18T21:40:18.199-08:00Congratulations Are In Order This Eve!I found out this morning that my friends John and Cait are engaged! I'll try to swing a post later this week w/r/t the nature of the holiday season, or whatever, but tonight, well, it's their night!I remember walking into John's living room a little over a year and a half ago and being utterly shocked. When I left WA in 1999, John lived with a bunch of our Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-74111410727397847732006-12-07T16:55:00.000-08:002006-12-07T23:28:01.646-08:00The Only Birthday Post I’ll Ever Write For MyselfOne year ago to the day, I went out to (one of) my local bar(s) with my buddies. This is what we do every Thursday, as Thursdays are Boys’ Night Out. (I realize I am a girl. Just roll with it.) I sat and watched the boys play pool, as I have almost every single Thursday since I’ve been back in the WA area. Normally, I provide sterling conversation Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-16140387139708254012006-12-02T21:37:00.000-08:002006-12-04T20:35:55.169-08:00There Is A Certain Guy/To Whom I Need To Say Goodbye.In Austin, I had this friend called Chuck. He was my BFF. That's Best Friends Forever, in case you didn't know. Chuck and I had a brief stint of dating, a brief stint of feuding, and then we became BFF. We went to rock and roll shows together. I've been to more rock and roll shows with Chuck than with any other human being. Chuck owns a record Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-87871178754724768782006-11-27T23:17:00.000-08:002006-11-27T23:43:12.172-08:00Just A Short Post For My Baby Boy, Who Turned Three Years Old Today.I can't write much, as I am exhausted from the job. It's only been one day, but I already think I'm gonna super-like it. Really. But I'll tell you more about it when I settle in.I want to tell you that I don't have children, but what I do have is a little dog. He's the sweetest thing in the world. He's like a chocolate chip Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-92207393283549678702006-11-23T00:22:00.000-08:002006-11-23T02:50:58.116-08:00On the Nature of Templated Vs. Non-Templated People, Veronica Mars, and the Thanksgiving Holiday In General . . .Okay, now I'm going to totally screw with the order of the title, but the title came out organically, and I don't want to mess with it.Veronica Mars. Excellent. Now we're getting somewhere. Now we're rolling. Finally, Veronica and Logan are experiencing some tumult. They're fighting Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-73761925159437724082006-11-20T20:47:00.000-08:002006-11-20T23:55:41.446-08:00A Post Wherein I Chastize Gordon for Being Just a Little Too Hard on Actor Ron LivingstonI realize that "chastise" is spelled with an "s," I just wanted to take it for a spin with the "z," is all. And really, I just wanted to title the post as such. I'm not really going to chastise Gordon that much, or really at all. Ron Livingston is the main actor from the film Office Space. He's on some new Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-62712350804367271772006-11-14T22:46:00.000-08:002006-11-15T16:47:11.730-08:00Veronica and Logan Must Break Up, or I Will Be Forced to Gnaw My Own Hand OffSo I wrote the title of my post before having a phone conversation with Omega, and I must admit that my priorities are a little bit shaken up at this point. Not in a way that's grave, at all. I've just lost the thread of what I was going to say. Okay, let me reconfigure . . .Yes. So. If Veronica and Logan, of the CW Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-14192954572887823932006-11-12T22:59:00.000-08:002006-11-13T01:48:26.222-08:00A Post Wherein You DO NOT Feel Sorry For Me, But You Champion My Strength as a Single Gal.Tonight I decided that I would spend this Thanksgiving Holiday by myself. This was somewhat decided FOR me and somewhat decided BY me. More the former than the latter, but I think it will be a good and mature move on my part, so let's pretend it's more the latter than the former, k?I know a lot of wonderful Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-1162981646239159402006-11-08T01:36:00.000-08:002006-11-09T00:23:49.822-08:00I Have a Totally Nasty, Dirty Secret to Admit, and You're Likely NOT Going to Like Me Much After I Tell You . . .It's now 1:30am-ish in Seattle, and I am toturing myself, waiting up to see if the Dems take the Senate, even though I know they likely won't call Virginia or Montana until tomorrow morning. I feel reasonably confident at this point, though. And I'm especially proud of CO for evolving Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-1162798514016393752006-11-05T22:10:00.000-08:002006-11-09T00:23:49.630-08:00Is That Guy From Your Same Block, Or What?Minerva and I have this thing we do. (She's like, my sister, and shit. But not biologically.) We do this thing to check in on one another, on account of we've lived apart for over thirteen years now (and by apart, I mean like NOT within walking distance from one another. Like, not in the same city. And sometimes on opposite coasts. Or sometimes in Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-1162544700343620792006-11-03T00:18:00.000-08:002006-11-09T00:23:49.414-08:00I'm Healing Up Quite Nicely, and I Wish I Could Say the Same Thing About My Job Situation.It's not going well, folks. That's all I'm going to say on that front. I mean, on the job front. I keep applying, and people keep not getting in touch with me. It's about time I got on unemployment. I've recently threatened my temp agency with this information, so hopefully they'll make something happen in Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-1161747657664176452006-10-24T19:45:00.000-07:002006-11-09T00:23:49.138-08:00The Lonesome Crowded WestNot much is going on in my world, gentle readers, other than that I can tell you precisely what's going on with "Days of Our Lives" and "Passions." I did have an interview today to be a Director of a Learning Center, which would be a pretty damn cool job in my opinion. The problem with these interviews I'm going on is that the interviewers are being every bit as picky Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-1161156807071171992006-10-17T22:43:00.000-07:002006-11-09T00:23:49.015-08:00I Am Always Standing On A Stoop Or Waiting At A Corner For A Boy, Or Why Veronica Mars Is The Best Show Ever.Let's see if I can't somehow sync these two disparate concepts up, shall we?I'm jobless, right? So when you're jobless, here's something you might like to do. You might like to do some job searching, and then you might realize that it's a beautiful day in Seattle, which almost never Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-1160810503289259212006-10-13T23:28:00.000-07:002006-11-09T00:23:48.889-08:00A Post For This One Guy I Know Whose Birthday Is On MondaySo it's Friday night, and I just got done cleaning my apartment. My reasons for cleaning my apartment are threefold. Firstly, the apartment needed cleaning. Secondly, I have a disorder, and it's incredibly important that my external environment is controlled and managed, because my head sure as hell is not. If external is in control, I canLeslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-1160376759666309792006-10-08T23:09:00.000-07:002006-11-09T00:23:48.758-08:00THINGS THAT ROCK OUT WITH THEIR COCK OUT:Oh! An R-rated post! And I'm pretty tired, and have an interview tomorrow morning to boot, but here's the what of the what from my head, which is pretty jumbled at this stage, on account of I had some beer earlier b/c there was football on, and it's only fitting that one should have beer while watching football. This post? It's gonna be short, kids. I gotsLeslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-1159851627207402482006-10-02T20:47:00.000-07:002006-11-09T00:23:48.636-08:00DUDE I AM TOTALLY BACK AND I MISSED YOU ALL A REAL LOT.I've spent the past twenty minutes trying to come up with a blog title that would be infinitely more clever than the above, but I got nothing. That's what spending a week shopping will do to you.So my parents and brother came to visit me last week, which was delighful on almost all fronts except that we had to shop for a lot of things for my Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-1158731086342975892006-09-19T21:58:00.000-07:002006-11-09T00:23:48.530-08:00Three Days and Counting . . .Three days until I'm unemployed, that is. Till my Microsoft contract is up. Till I join the ranks of WA state job seekers. Exciting stuff, people. Really compelling.I haven't been able to focus enough as of late to throw together a clever post. And if I can't be clever, well, there's not much point.Don't worry. I ain't all depressed and shit. Yet. I know I'll Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-1157951563712381842006-09-10T18:00:00.000-07:002006-11-09T00:23:48.417-08:00On The Brothers Cable And Why I Haven't Posted In A WhileWhile I aspire to someday have a blog that, you know, makes a difference and solves problems and influences people and shit, until that day arrives, you're just going to have to listen to the paltry details of my meager little life, which are not necessarily that interesting, except that they're interesting to me and it's my blog. So.I Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-1157268696028535052006-09-02T23:32:00.000-07:002006-11-09T00:23:48.282-08:00"Love Can't Save You, Padme. Only My New Powers Can Do That."Trip to salon for new haircut in lieu of possible potential interviews/visit from family: $250.Trip to Body Shop to purchase such items as Vitamin E Face Mist and Lavender Camomile Blotting Tissues: $33.29.Trip to Mud Bay to purchase such items as Cheese Heart Treats and Specifically Tailored to Dachshunds Gourmet Food for Jones: $17.50Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-1156917094178330012006-08-29T21:35:00.000-07:002006-11-09T00:23:48.164-08:00Summer, Thou Art Like, Totally Over, Aren't Thy?I just stepped outside and realized a fact that I'd been putting off realizing all day: Summer is pretty much over here in Seattle. It's raining and I'm sad. Thing is, we don't get enough summer up here for it to be gratifying that fall is here, in my opinion. Bear in mind that I moved up here from Austin, TX, people. Where it is summertime for likeLeslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-1156658675250075522006-08-26T21:20:00.000-07:002006-11-09T00:23:48.032-08:00To RR, With Love . . .So I promised my good friend Reagan Rains that I'd give him a shout out on my blog one day, and it seems that tonight is the night for that. That's actually his name: Reagan Rains. I'm not gonna be able to come up with a better alias than that, but I will henceforth refer to him as RR in the interest of brevity.About, oh, three years ago, RR told me about weblogs. "They're Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-1156309289791081672006-08-22T19:55:00.000-07:002006-11-09T00:23:47.899-08:00The Thrilling Conclusion To The Epic Saga Of Whether Sarah Will Ever Drive Again.Hello, Gentle Readers. I know you've been waiting. Waiting in breathless anticipation. Literally, getting up every day, bleary-eyed, turning on the computer first thing, going straight to this blog, checking to see whether I'd written this post. The post informing you of whether or not I'd passed the WA state Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-1155707222136684432006-08-15T21:06:00.000-07:002006-11-09T00:23:47.672-08:00I've Been To Hell, And It's The D.O.L In Kirkland, WASo because I made the grave mistake of letting my driver's license expire, I had the pleasure of spending the entire afternoon at the Department of Licensing in Kirkland, WA today. I had to take the written test, and then I get to go back next week and take the actual driving test. I passed the written (just barely. I missed some questions Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-1155444572993906932006-08-12T21:20:00.000-07:002006-11-09T00:23:47.534-08:00Some Thoughts on John Cusack . . .So my Saturday night has so far consisted of eating some cheese, crackers, and an apple while watching the delightful film "The Sure Thing," starring John Cusack and Daphne Zuniga. And I've got to say, I simply love "The Sure Thing." I know it's a somewhat trite 80s movie, but by brother Jimenez and I have seen it, like, 400 times-- to where we can quote it and Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-1155185280698007582006-08-09T20:11:00.000-07:002006-11-09T00:23:47.390-08:00The Adventures of Minerva and Super Star. Independently of One Another. I've decided that everyone I post about should get an alias, if they want. A and M, I'll continue to refer to you w/ your first initials, unless you tell me otherwise. I just think it's fun, is all. It's fun, isn't it?When I text-messaged Minerva a while ago to ask her what she wanted her alias to be, she texted back, "Fuck'sLeslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-1155084145863733882006-08-08T17:36:00.000-07:002006-11-09T00:23:47.275-08:00I Know It's Been A While Since I Blogged At YouHey loyal readers. I know it's been a while since I blogged at you. I been busy, yo. I had that event, which went swimmingly, thank you for asking. Then I had an out-of-town guest. And I have another, separate out-of-town guest coming for just the evening. (And no, it's not that kind of guest, in case you were wondering.)I will discuss these Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-1154586462721032342006-08-02T21:37:00.000-07:002006-11-09T00:23:47.157-08:00This One? It's For The Crazies.In an attempt to control my excessive mania right now, I thought I'd post a universal shout-out to all my friends--and you know who you are-- who are crazy. (See, this networking event? It's tomorrow. Everything is running smoothly right now, because I'm good at what I do, but it's taking everything in my power right now not to have a full blown panic attack about Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-1154411981441158002006-07-31T22:41:00.000-07:002006-11-09T00:23:46.888-08:00But See, I Just Don't Happen To Have Any Notions Today. . .I think the Apple Martinis (I don't know why I'm insisting on capitalizing Apple Martinis, but it seems really important) from the other night might have killed some brain cells, I'm not gonna lie. I just haven't felt the compulsion to blog about anything. Also, all of my mental energy is going into work right now. So when I get home fromLeslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-1154230015529617552006-07-29T15:26:00.000-07:002006-11-14T22:45:50.142-08:00"Umm, I'm A Little Bit Lonely These Days"We all know the scene. Bill Murray, in the elevator, cigarette in hand *and* mouth, pouring Jack into his can of coke. (Man, I can't believe I actually made it to my third post without a Rushmore reference.) Anyway, it's a phrase that tumbles around in my head all the time because, well, I'm single. Don't worry-- I ain't gonna rant and rave about it. I've Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-1154063499414702462006-07-27T21:36:00.000-07:002006-11-09T00:23:46.573-08:00On The Nature Of Blogging Potentially Replacing Smoking In My LifeSo I've been giving the idea of quitting smoking some serious thought as of late. Very few of my friends smoke anymore, I live in a non-smoking apartment in a non-smoking city, and quite frankly, smoking is becoming more and more *uncool.* I mean, I'm addicted and all, so it's still got some appeal for me. But I've also cut down Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31488311.post-1153976123726906852006-07-26T20:58:00.000-07:002006-11-09T00:23:46.451-08:00From Whence "The HiPo Lounge?"So here's my official first post to the blog, and I've totally stolen verbiage from M for the title, but I figure hey, if we're all on-line and sharing everything, people are always going to be stealing from one another, right? Plus, when your friends are smart like mine are, and it's reflected in their parlance, it's not really stealing. You get the idea. Just know:Leslie Dillingerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02551594234914813480noreply@blogger.com5