I need your help

As you may have noticed, there's always an "About" section on blogs and if you've ever visited my "About" section you will notice that it's extremely lackluster at best. I've never quite figured out what to write there... Whenever I write something it either sounds like a resume or an online dating profile. Not desirable.

So here's my request... I want you guys to write it for me. You know me (and my blog) just as well as I do (actually, probably more). So how about you help a girl out and leave a comment for what you think this blog is all about or what sorts of information you think I should include. Short snarky sentences are not frowned upon... they're encouraged.

See ya, folks!

Moving?

Based off a name suggestion by a certain Brain Trepaning (big thanks!!), I secured another blog address. I googled it and there aren't 75 million other blogs by that name - success! But now that I have a new name and address I'm overcome with feelings of nostalgia; feeling a bit sentimental towards my original name and address. I mean, I can't just pack up and move on, can I? What will happen to hwhitey1980?

I suppose I can (somehow) transfer over my old posts, but then the dates will be all wrong. And it seems like a lot of work. And what about all the comments? It's like I'm just going to erase everything that I've built over the last year and a bit. I can't just start new either, because there will be so much left unsaid and things will seem weird without the history... things are probably weird enough with the history.

So anyway, my new address is: www.thatwhitegirlsblog.wordpress.com. There is one post, but it's really not much of one. I'll keep you posted (RDRR) as to what I decide to do. Suggestions? Bring 'em!

Quick poll, please

I think I've mentioned on here before how much I like polls. For those of you that don't know, I really like polls. So I'm asking that you take part in this super quick poll for me. All 5 of you.

The title of this poll is: Titles - The Poll.

The subject of this poll is: Titles.

As you may have noticed the titles of my posts are somewhat... obscure.

Do you think my titles should:

a) Continue to be ramdon

~OR~

b) Actually represent what the post is about

Your input would be greatly appreciated!

So much for friends

I got pestered today saying that I hadn't kept up with my 'responsibilities', so here I am, posting this out of spite. Enjoy!

I have this friend at work, Gorm, he is, hands down, the most random person I've ever met. In a good way, but random as hell.

He initiates conversations with sentences like "what if instead of your hair growing out of your scalp, it grew out of your face? And what kind of hairstyles would you be able to do?". Or "Imagine if your hair grew inside of your head instead of out and then it came out of your nose and you could floss your nose with your hair... how would you style it?"

Yep. Random.

So, one day, he calls me random. In fact, he says that I'm more random than him. And I've only included 2 examples... We've been working together for 3 years!!!! I may be "ramdon", but regardless.

So anyway, you may not know this about me, but I'm a big fan of polls. If there's ever a reason to poll someone on some *cough* random *cough* subject, I will do it! So he called me random and I decided to poll people on it. But no, I couldn't just poll people like normal (i.e. everybody that is within a 5 metre radius at any given moment), no, I have to follow his polling rules. So I start to accept the conditions, but then I realize that he's already skewing the polls to tip in his favour, by only allowing certain people to be polled. So not fair.

So, behind his back, I start polling people. And as expected, I get the results I want. Feeling confident, I return to our workstation and start telling him that I will accept his conditions, knowing full well, that the people I've already secretly polled will be returning and will poll in my favour.

But he throws a curve ball. He suggests this other guy, that I hadn't pre-polled, that I'm actually really, really good friends with. So, cocky as hell, I accept yet another condition because I'm pretty damn sure that this other guy (the best work friend I have) will poll in my favour.

So, here he comes and I pose the question. He looks at me, he looks at Gorm and considers it. I'm feeling self-conscious, I didn't think he'd have to think about it. And he really seems to be thinking about it. Dammit.

And then he says, well, Heather, since you're a girl and I find girls confusing, I give you a 6 out of 10. I'm still totally optimistic, thinking that there are 4 other numbers that are higher than six, I've totally got this one in the bag... he's so gonna say 10... He looks at my opponent, considers the number and says... four.

FOUR?!!?

I completely flip my lid. I mean, I totally wasn't expecting that. I practically had my victory dance all planned out. Dammit. So I flip out saying, how can you think that?! While Gorm does his victory dance. And sure, my "friend" reasons with me and we debate back and forth, but in the end I stormed out of there. And to this day, one year later, it still comes up.

FOUR?!!??! WTF???!!!!????