Guess Where I Was!

Ok, so it's sideways, but I cant figure out how to rotate it when I take the picture on my phone and send it here...so maybe one day I'll fix it, but for now rotate your head.

Should I stay or should I go?

I've noticed a trend in my blog usage. One I'm not really proud of. And so I'm debating signing off for a while. See, the reason I don't like some of the websites out there (I won't mention any names) is because it gives people too much freedom. Freedom they use to "express" themselves which usually annoys me. But lately I've found myself wanting to do the same thing: to put it here because it gets it out there and maybe some day people will understand. But I'm not that special--People probably already "understand" pretty much everything I have to say. So, why do I need to post my complaints? Shouldn't it be enough to just to write about it? Leave it quietly sitting there. Outside of my head, but still not on the Internet. Shouldn't that be enough? So that's why I think I'm going to avoid posting for a little while... Too many things for me to complain about. Things I wouldn't want to read about.
So, I'm sorry...And maybe I'll get back on after this semester is over...after I finish that huge project at work...after the branches combine...after life calms down...haha, you know--never.

You're fantastic!

It's no secret that I'm a total dork, but...I keep discovering new levels of dorkiness that I never knew I had. Like today, I've been sending out CD's for work, and on happened to notice the name of one of my favorite customers, I decided I needed to say hi...this is what I did:

And maybe it's just that it's the holiday season, so I'm extra cheery. Or maybe it's something else, but I think that while everyone likes to be complimented, I get giddy over it. Because I answered the phone today and had the following conversation with a different customer,

Me: This is Heather.

Customer: You're back?

Me: (A little confused, because I'm unaware I left.) Ya.

C: What is it, 5 years now?

Me: (Starting to understand) Something like that

C: Well, I have to say, I'm glad to hear it. I love talking to you.

Me: Um...Thanks!

C: No, thank you. Ever since you started working there, I've had excellent customer service. You should tell your boss.

Well, maybe I will do that--it is about time for a Christmas bonus, right? Thank you customer.

Dear boss

In case you are unaware, I am wonderful.

Love,

Me

PS-I like money.

LA Auto Show

I dont know why, but for whatever reason I never finished this Post. And I dont have time to do so now....so I thought I'd just put it up in all it's incomplete glory. Enjoy!

Look at that hot bike! It's, like, $16,000 hot. ...Ya, I'm not actually much of a biker-girl, but I'm also not much of a picture taker, so this was the only decent shot I remembered to take....and by "I" I mean "Chris." ;-) But, hey, I think I look pretty good up there.

I don't really know why I was so excited to see that the auto show was here. Anyone who knows me knows that I am not much of a car person.