a hunt

I went on a hunt for a chinchilla.

In my house.

When Danielle asked for help with something, I wasn't really expecting to look for Andrew in every crevice of the house.

He never left her room, he was hiding under her bed.  The little turd.  I think the most eventful part was when I tried to shoo him out with the broom so that Danielle could catch him.  While I was asking her if I squished him with her tupperware by accident, I felt him running over my legs.  Weird.

He is safe in his cage now.  Danielle scolded him, don't worry.

new labels

I created a commercial in my head today.

I'm not sure what product it is for.  I think something with a cool label. Maybe Jones Soda.

It was really detailed in my head so it will be a little hard to convey, but I am going to try to describe it to you anyway. 

The camera is the viewer's "point of view."  They see someone, and they label them in their head (visible on the screen of course).  There is a girl paying for a coffee, dressed kind of crazy. So the label says "bad dresser." Then, a split second later the camera pauses on her putting a five dollar tip in the jar (STRONGLY SUGGESTED :) and the negative label is crossed out and the label "generous" replaces it.

Another scene is a girl laughing with her friends, much louder and kind of annoyingly.  The label "annoying" is put on her.  The scene freezes on her and her friends and they seem to have caught her laughter.  The negative label is replaced with "jovial."

The catch line is: "Get a new label."

I am not sure why I shared all of that.

lovin' it

I am on my half from work. (That means I have a 30 minute break.  If you've been to Starbucks, you know we like to speak in codes such as: grande, grande in a venti, triple-tall, skinny, etc.) 

I didn't want to leave, but they made me.

I freakin love my job.

I'm at work with Amy and Katie and we are feeding off eachother and laughing a LOT.  I think the customers like it.  Kevin and Ed do, too, although they are trying to pretend they don't.  

ALSO. There is a Starbucks card that looks old-time and has a truck on it.  I love it because it is a vintage picture. Everytime I see it I go crazy and get excited and talk about how much I love the card.  I did it to a guy once. I even talked about how I have done it to him numerous times and apologized.

Today that man walked in the store and asked me if I wanted it.  I got all red and thankful and excited.  He used it up at another store and saved it. For me.

People are wonderful.

I told him I was going to frame it. I said it jokingly, but then I thought... I'm really going to. 

ph's new bff

Remember the reality show: The Bachelor?

Well now Paris Hilton has a show so that she can find a new "BFF."

I haven't ever liked Paris Hilton. I still don't.  On the show she wrote them gossip notes to see how they'd handle it. They were mean. Last time she made them do whatever their worst fear was. She is terrible. 

But it is probably more terrible that this is the second time I've made the choice to watch it.

It makes me sad for her.  It also makes me makes me want to have a really long talk with her/possibly punch her in the face. And maybe introduce her to hoodies and jeans instead of small dresses.

Sorry, everyone.

honk honk

We live by a stoplight.

Yet every time I hear a honk I wonder who is trying to say hi.  

I do realize that probably most of the time it is impatient drivers wanting someone to go, even though the light is still red.. or something.