hands free california

i'm not a fan of blue tooth. not even a little bit. i refused to get one for the longest time, until july 1st came around and california decided it was mandatory to use a hands free device while driving. i went to at&t and bought the cheapest device available. i will not have a flashing blue accessory in my ear unless i'm in the car. they make people look crazy, like an insane alien form. see ------------>

i will admit that i've been on a mission to become a blue tooth parol officer now. a majority of people are using them, way to boost the economy california! but i've noticed a few things. isn't the purpose of the hands free device to:

1. ensure drivers are concentrating on the road
2. ensure drivers have two hands available to clench the steering wheel
3. ensure drivers really don't have to communicate with their passenger because clearly they'd rather be talking to anyone else but YOU!

so the other morning, as i'm driving home from work i pull up to a red stoplight a few blocks from home. i glanced in the rearview mirror to see a handsome business man drive up behind me. top down on his audi convertable, dressed to the 10s, little blue bulb flashing away in his ear, smile on his face & a tear in his eye from his extreme laughter. at that point, i confirmed by belief that the blue tooth is no better than actually holding a cell phone. he was proving right then and there that the purpose of these devices has failed!

1. he clearly was not concentrating on the road. he was laughing histarically. he was so fixated in the conversation that he lagged behind me at 25 mph in a 35 zone.
2. his hands were both free though. free of the wheel. he was making hand gestures, knee slapping (idk who he was talking to, but clearly the person was hillarious!), stratching his salt & pepper hair. thank goodness he wasn't holding a phone to his head... i mean really...

but because the law is the law, and i'm an abider, you'll surely see me cruising the freeways with my new flashy accessory. and you'll also see me looking like a tardio thanks to the super cool memory foam chairs i bought at costco yesterday. they come packaged like a punching bag & just as heavy. so after the men loaded my car with three of them, one in the trunk and two forcably in the backseat, i had to slide my driver's seat all the way to the front. so i look like grandma, eating my stearing wheel and sporting my hands free device.

in other news, brett & i sign the lease and retrieve the keys for our new place today! i'm real excited to get out of this place a stretch my legs!! and now i need to tend to my much neglected packing....

not the best way to start

good morning sunshine! or afternoon, it depends on how you look at it really.


ahhhhhhhh! this is the sound resonating in my brain right now. can anyone else hear these silent screams?! i don't know if i've been working too much overtime or maybe consumed one too many alcoholic drinks in my lifetime, but my brain feels like complete & total mush.

i pretty much have an amazing boyfriend, which i'll delve into in a later post, but jesus h. christ! the man is an incredible communicator, myself not so much. surrounded by a family full of people whose only conversation revolves around shit and the weather, my communication skills are not exactly up to par. he & i, we're like a person with 20/20 vision having unachievable expectations of the blind.

we've been having this on-going argument/discussion/him talking at me and me returning with my usual blank stare, for the past few weeks. and 'nothing is getting, or has been, resolved.' now i find that truly hard to believe when the only issue at hand is whether or not i support him & his career path... which i do! but i'm 25 years old, carrying the financial weight for two. two who are not in anyway spoiled, but refuse to live below our, my, standards. we live in hollywood, and so do a million other people who want to do what he does. but it is undeniable that his skill level is just uncomparable to rest. he will make it. i know it takes time. i signed up for this... sort of... i just want to scream out loud "GET OFF MY BACK ALREADY! I FRIGGIN' LOVE YOU!" isn't that enough? that's all i'm saying...