This isn't a political rant by any means, although I am a passionate supporter of Obama, and would totally bump fists with him if we ever met. So anyways, yesterday I called Charter about my Internet rates, cause they were totally ripping me off. I get a lady with a very very thick accent who is obviously foreign. This doesn't bother me, she was a cool cat. Anyways, at one point she asked how my day was. I replied that it was going good, and as we sat there in awkward silence, (which I am deathly afraid of), I made small talk to fill the sound void. I happened to ask this lady where she was at, and how the weather was (expecting her to say the east coast or something). You wanna know where she was? Pakistan. Charter services AMERICANS, or at least MY service is right here in the damn states. Things like this is why our economy is on life support, barley kickin' and sputtering. Nothing against this lady or her origin, but thousands of people here on our own streets are losing their jobs, and can't keep their homes, food on the table, ect. And we send our jobs over seas as our own economy is in shambles? Really? This gets me heated, red in the face, smoke blowing out my ears like the cartoons, the whole nine yards. Besides the fact that I can barley understand their jibber-jabber when I'm trying to get some assistance on my dang inter-webs connection! If Charter were imposed into the human form, I'd bitch slap 'em right across their sneaky, crappy service providing face without hesitation. And I don't bitch slap often. Seriously, they come around like once every 76 years, like Hally's comet. Rare. Moving on...Keep our jobs/services here, feed your own damn people. Or call your company Charter via Pakistan/countries-we-are-blowing-up-over-seas so I can take my business to an American company that keeps AMERICANS and people that I care about, in their homes and fed.  Ok, my rant is done.

On another note, did you know Kangaroos can't walk backwards? What a bummer, they can't do the moonwalk :( Such a simple joy in life they'll never know.

Thought of my week:
Find what makes you happy and just do it. Even if you're scared shitless, like me.

Off to bubblebath, Kendra