A new blog entitled: Dear ____, What the heck?

There are many times in life when I just don't grasp what or why I am being sucepted to certain things. OH KARMA, I'm I really that bad? Ok maybe. REAlly?! I can't be that bad. It is times like these, and seems like a lot lately, when I just have to say; what the heck?!

My most recent rants:

Dear Hair,
What the heck?! I do my very best to treat you like glass. I do not blow-dry, shampoo, tease, flat-iron, or generally destroy you on a daily basis. I buy nice products for you. I used nice products to make you not be frizzy and completely unmanageable. Yet, you smite and defy me by doing whatever the heck you want on a daily basis with no predictability, no set part, with no pleasant results. Why? Why do you hate me so? What is it I can do to make you at least somewhat presentable to the general public and not want to cry when I look in the mirror? Do you want to be straight or curly? Can you just not pick something inbetween that is more like 'fluffly' than anything else. I promise I won't take you to hair cuttery anymore, it was just that ONE time, I swear!

Dear Corporate CEO people,
OK, What the heck are you doing up there on the top floors?! You do realize people are going to find out that you give yourselves $100 million bonuses while you are closing down plants, cutting 401K's and generally doling out cuts everywhere else right? That's not going to fly anymore. Oh and newsflash: if your company is going down, it's YOUR FAULT and you deserve to be FIRED not given a bonus to keep you to stay. When the rest of the world screws up that bad, they get CANNED. I know you are probably not familiar with the 'rest of the world' being most of you bought your way into school and then daddy made a call for your j-o-b but try and adjust. Also, I'd like to ask if you generally HATE the earth or just don't give a #@%@ about it because as I sit in traffic and watch the only trees left in sight get hacked down by bulldozers and work crews, I can only wonder who hired them and what the HECK they plan to do on a 20 foot wide strip of land next to the capital beltway. Does this really need to be developed? Do we need another 7-11 in Tysons? Do we? Do we? You make me generally loathe being a human to think that this needs to happen for any reason what-so-ever. It HURTS. I am ashamed. I honestly thought of getting out of the car and attempting to stop the cutting. It's just too much. All of Tysons need not be pavement, I know that's kind of what you may be going for, but really, it's not a good idea.

Dear People of America,
What the heck? I know you all have your own issues, problems, and preoccupations. Let's all take a deep breath and try to think for a few seconds before we take actions that land us in the daily newspaper for general stupidity (like getting out of your car in rush hour traffic to stop work crews from cutting down trees), or even on the street wearing that horrendous outfit. Sometimes, and really more often than I'd like to admit, the behavior of the general public astounds me. Littering astounds me. Road rage astounds me. Spitting on the train? They have SIGNS for that. Civilzation is just not very civilized these days. I suppose you can blame that on the economy as well.

Dear digestive system,
I hope that you are feeling better now. After many years of your constant revolts you are getting a lot of attention. I hope you are happy that I have a stack of co-pays and daily medication like some geriatric senior citizen. I know college years may have been a little rough on you, but that was a long time ago and I thought we'd recovered quite well. The rest of me would like to not be on said medication though, so if we could work out a comprimise that'd be great. What do you say?