Scary Stuff

I found this link on a random blog, I had to share the horror.
http://www.randomthink.net/misc/ebay/

Fun Blogthings results

I just took this test and it came out pretty accurate. I want to see what the rest of my family gets.

Your Linguistic Profile:

45% General American English

40% Yankee

10% Upper Midwestern

5% Dixie

0% Midwestern

What Kind of American English Do You Speak?

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I was also curious about the test below...

You are

What Rejected Crayon Are You?

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And apparently I haven't aged in the past 3 years...

You Are 19 Years Old

19 Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe. 13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more! 40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

What Age Do You Act?

Get it Over With

Listen up. You want to dump all over me again this week, fine. But I'm telling you, you'd better get it over with. You have no idea what's coming.

June.

Yeah. You heard me. June is coming. If you don't get it over with by then, I've got news for you.

July.

Do you have any idea what happens in July? Fireworks. Yeah. They'll rip you apart. There will be so many fireworks, you can't possibly put them out before they dry you up.

You know, rain, you can be cool sometimes... when you break the heat, or when you've got your buddies thunder and lightening with you, but I've had just about enough of you for right now. Get out of here. Take your clouds and your cold winds and save it for some other time. I don't want to see you again this weekend, either. Me and sun haven't hung out over the weekend in a very long time.

Remember snow? You don't want to know what I did to snow.

But this is the deal. You're allowed to do your thing this week, but get it out of your system. I've got about a billion kids on my side that are going to jump in your puddles if you don't. And that's gonna hurt.

Spoke Too Soon... (again)

Okay there are four kittens now. About five minutes after I left for work yesterday, Baby had the fourth. I will post pictures when they get cute. One is orange and white calico, one is black and white calico, and the final two are blackish-brown tabbies. Bonnie and Josh want a male tabby! Yay!

Baby's Babies

Baby Jayne slept under the covers last night, as she sometimes does, and started having her kittens at about 2am. She had a kitten and then got confused and ran under the bed. I made sure the kitten could breathe and then I moved it onto a towel on the floor for Baby to see. Dora (who is Baby's mommy, so technically the grandma) came along and finally started to clean the kitten. She was teaching Baby what to do!

Once Baby figured it out, I moved the kitten into a short box and Baby followed me to the nook I made for her. She kept cleaning the kitten and maybe an hour later, she let out another howl and had a second kitten before I even got in the room! At this point, Dora came to see what was new and she gave Baby a little slap in the face! I don't know why. Maybe she was jealous because she can't have kittens anymore. Maybe Baby was doing it all wrong. Or maybe Dora was mad because when she had her kittens, it took a lot longer and was more painful!

Adam watched her for me so I could get some sleep (today is his day off) and later assured me that everyone was fine and Baby was feeding her kittens. I said I hoped she just had the two and that's it. Well, a few minutes later she howled again, so that wasn't it. Adam said, "You had to say something, didn't you?" and we laughed. I went to check on her, but she didn't need me, so I went back to sleep.

This morning there were still three kittens. Baby looks relaxed, so I don't think she'll have any more. When I got up to see her, she showed them off to me, all happy. She was feeding them all, they are doing fine. So in 8 weeks or sooner, Dad is going to sit at the bottom of his driveway with all three of them in a box and a sign that says, "KITTENS, $5" at least that's what Geoff says.

Watch Me as I Grow

I've added a new link with this title. This brings you to a thread I started on The Sims Resource. I made a Sim family just like mine, and it's really interesting so I hope you check it out, whether you're a Sims fan or not! There's cool pictures...!

Kirk's Chest!

Did you see that Gilmore Girls where Sookie has her second baby? It first aired May 10th, which was just the other day as I post. WELL! You may have noticed Kirk's chest! This is Kirk:


Kirk

Continue to the post below...

Kirk's Chest Continued...

And this is his Chest!!!
Kirk's Chest
Do you see that weird extra booby thing?
I wish I had a better shot of this, but you can see how messed up it is, right?
Soooo funny!

TSR Buddies

Rebecca set me up with www.statcounter.com and has told me that loads of my site visitors are coming from www.thesimsresource.com which totally rocks. I lured you in with my signature, didn't I? Thank you so much for visiting and I hope you guys come back once in a while and read the newest stuff I post.

For those of you who might be wondering, The Sims Resource is the best place to go for downloads for the Sims games. It also has forums where you can talk to all the fellow weirdos out there who are as obsessed with the game as you are. If you don't play The Sims 2, you should really ask yourself why.

I'm a Loser, You're a Loser

I happened to catch Imus in the Morning (radio show) today and I guess he was talking about how blogs are making the news. He said, "Anyone who writes or reads a blog is a LOSER!" to which I said, "Hey!" and you might have, too.

He is obviously just jealous because it's just another form of journalism that's interfering with his work! Yeah!

Well that's not going to stop me from writing stuff. I hope it doesn't stop you from reading stuff. I'm used to being called a loser, after all, I have three older sisters. "Loser" was practically the only word in their vocabulary. But if Imus had said, "Anyone who writes or reads a blog is a GREASE MONKEY!", well, that might make me cry.

Stuff I Notice on My Commute

The roads in Massachusetts are... unique... some would say confusing, or a huge pain in the butt. For instance, during my commute I have to take Route 3 North - 93 South - 95 North. But supposedly it's a straight shot, it's just that 93 South is technically going north at that part (ya-huh! Okay weird).

Also (I've never seen this in Connecticut) they are allowed to ride the breakdown lane during commuting hours. So what happens when someone actually breaks down? And what happens when the road doesn't have room for a breakdown lane for a few hundred feet? When people want to exit, they have to make sure they don't hit anyone in the breakdown lane! When you're getting on the highway, you have to merge with both lanes! It's just ridiculous.

There is a big electric sign, you know the kind, and right now it's sporting this message: "FOR HIGHWAY EMERGENCY CALL 911".
Okay, who doesn't know that already? Huh? I think I learned that when I was four. And we're paying taxes to run this thing, is that really necessary? I think there's signs on payphones that say that. I can't think of anyone who owns a phone who could possibly avoid knowing that. You knew about 911, right?

That's all I have to say about that.

The "Weekly" Barb

It's about time I wrote another "Weekly" Barb, so please comment on what stories you'd like to see in it.

This request is really only directed to my family because no one else would know what I was talking about. Thanks!

Setting the Alarm Clock

I like to know what time it really is. My boyfriend wants to know what time it will be in an hour or so.
What I mean is, Adam likes to set the alarm clock fast so that he wakes up earlier than he would otherwise. He sets it without looking so that he doesn't actually know how fast it is. In theory, he'll look at it in the morning and say, "Woah! I'm going to be late!" and jump out of bed. Later, he finds out he still has a half hour to do nothing. This works for him.

I'd rather have that extra half hour of sleep. That's just me. I don't want to wake up in a hurry, thinking I'm late when I'm really not. I don't want my car clock to be 10 minutes fast, I want to feel the satisfaction of knowing I'm on time. I don't want to do mathematical equations whenever I look at a clock.

Sometimes the clock gets a little out of control, he might think I have set it back to the right time when I hadn't, so he'll push it up even further.

A few weeks ago on a Sunday, we had planned to sleep in a little but wake up around 10:30. The clock was already fast and Adam set the alarm earlier than 10:30 to allow some snooze time. So the alarm goes off at what is really 7:30am. This defeats the purpose of setting it at all!

Good thing he has me, or else he'd think today was tomorrow.

Sorry Adam, if I embarrassed you. : P

Starbucks Coffee Mug

I have a travel coffee mug from Starbucks that is the most useless piece of crap I've ever gotten. I just want to warn you about it and complain a little. See, it's really pretty and all that, but it has three major design flaws.

1. I've looked in other cars and there is no way this mug would fit in any cupholder.
2. The "lid" has an opening to drink from which cannot be closed.
3. It's not microwavable.

At least if the lid closed all the way, maybe the coffee would stay warm for long enough that you wouldn't need to re-heat it. Or vice versa; if the mug was microwavable, the present lid would be no problem.

Perhaps the most ridiculous thing about this mug is the reason it's not microwavable. I know 'cause I used to put it in the microwave anyway in disbelief. Well, one day I had just finished a 30 second microwave session with it, I brought it to my lips and woah - I got a nosefull of smoke. Further analysis led me to the cause of the burnt rubber.

Starbucks uses a metal tag/logo/thingie with a ring of rubber around it to seal it into the side of the cup. How can they be so vain? What is the point of the metal logo? You know somebody sat there in the board meeting and said, "Oh, I don't think people will mind that they can't put it in the microwave - look how shiny the logo is!"

Idiots.