Growing up, I was like Bruce Willis in Unbreakable. Germs would come at me, but then they'd hit my concrete/steel/barbed wire fortress of an immune system, which was guarded by the most intelligent of monkeys that were armed with germ-killing rifles. I didn't get sick.

These days? Not so. As expected, I woke up with a scratchy throat and the sniffles. And when I'm sick, I am very easily annoyed. For example, the weather here this summer has been consistently hot. Always between 85 and 95, always humid. We're on day 40 of this heat wave. Yet every morning, the weatherman says "temps will be above normal tomorrow, highs of 87-90." I know what he means, last summer we didn't have a single 90 degree day. But dammit, if the past 40 days have been 90 degrees, I don't want to hear that 90 degrees on day 41 is "above normal." It doesn't get any more damn normal, it's the same every day! I hate you, weatherman!

There are several other examples of things annoying me right now, but most are unbloggable*. And on top of being annoyed, I'm bummed out about Peter Jennings. When I was young, my parents had local news on at 6, and ABC's World News Tonight on at 6:30. I didn't even know there were other anchors on other channels. Peter was THE source of news to my house. Though I haven't watched in a little while (I find it too depressing and sensationalistic lately), it's sad that he died.

So rather than infect you all with my bummed-outedness* and annoyedness*, I'm going to stop here. The entire point of posting today was to generate some buzz about a couple of new quizzes I have in the works.

Prepare for low scores and a metaphorical kick to the crotch of your self esteem! Yeah!

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* - I also occasionally make up words to fit my needs when I'm sick.