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Oh great. My self-esteem takes a hit from a stupid internet quiz. You don’t think I’m annoying….do you?

You’re Rubik’s Cube!! You may think you’re
popular, but you’re actually extremely
annoying. Seriously.

What childhood toy from the 80s are you?
brought to you by Quizilla

Original link seen over at Kazoofus

Now see, I always thought I put waaaay too much sugar into my coffee. I like sweet coffee, what can I say? At work, in the big cups, I generally use [*whispering*] 6 packets of sugar. Which, in my defense, is not the same as 6 spoonfuls.

But if I get a coffee at Dunkin Donuts, I just say “cream and sugar” and they make it the way I like it. Today I did that (I was running late already because I had a blood test in preparation for next week’s physical, calm down) and the cup they handed me had “regular” written on it.

So nyah to all those people who give me the stink eye when they see me putting sugar in my coffee. I’m regular, and you aren’t!

Last night at about 9:15 I heard the tell-tale diesel engine sound of a fire engine. In front of my house. This is the kind of sound you want to hear when you call them, and you don’t want to hear when you haven’t. I flew out of the house to see if there were flames shooting from the roof. None. (whew!)

Apparently several people (not me) had called to report the strong smell of smoke, which was VERY obvious when you were outside, and mildly obvious inside. I had noticed it, but was ignoring it. I guess mentally I figured those backyard fireplace thingies are getting so popular that this isn’t a fall/winter smell any longer.

So the fireguys wandered around my property (I have a lot of brush on my property – we only cleared half of our lot when we built the house) and then wandered down the street. Eventually they figured out a house around the corner had a small fire so they could “make s’mores”. Cripes, way to scare the whole damned neighborhood! Can’t you make them on your barbecue? Do you have to build a fire?

Last day of June. Crap. I experienced some good June activities, but I don’t feel like I took advantage of anything. It was kind of cold for June, maybe I thought it was still April or something.

Tomorrow is July. I guarantee in 31 days I’m going to be freaking out about July being gone. I should make a list of things I want to accomplish in July.

I love working, making money – don’t get me wrong. But when I was unemployed I really experienced spring and parts of summer. The parts where I wasn’t working. I got my current contract in June 2003 and I’ve worked almost every day since then. A day off here and there, but even a lot of holidays I work, because no work = no pay. I would love love love to be able to take a week off and sit around my sister’s pool, go to the beach, hit an amusement park. You know, do summer stuff. Well, maybe next year.

My son has been introduced to the joy that is dodgeball. Not the Ben Stiller movie, which I have heard is pretty funny, in a BASEketball kind of way. I loved BASEketball, so I’m sure Dodgeball is right up my alley.

No, Junior’s introduction was via the Leominster Rec department’s playground program. We call it “camp” at our house, cause that sounds cool. He seems to like the game – apparently they played it three times yesterday. Here are the rules

1. If it hits you, you are out and you have to get out of line.

2. If you throw it and someone catches it, you’re out and you have to get out of line.

3. If you get hit and you don’t get out of line, you’re cheating.

“So, how did you learn about the cheating one? Did someone forget to get out of line?”

“I thought it only counted if you got hit between here [points to neck] or here [points to belly] and I got hit here.” [points to feet]

“Ah. So next time you’ll know, then.”

“Ya, and one time I thought I got hit in the back so I got out of line but it wasn’t someone on the other team, it was someone on my team. [Laughs]”

“Ahhh, the old Friendly Fire hit. Did they let you stay in line?”

“Yup.”

See, now that’s how it should work in real life. If you get hit by Friendly Fire it shouldn’t kill you.

I’m just sayin.