I decided to get blood-letted today. It's been a year since I gave away my blood, but those phone calls they make, when they say my type is in high demand around long weekends... It just makes me feel so important. Maybe I should actually research how in-demand my blood is...
Just in case, I took an extra packet of cookies.
The problem with giving blood in a large room with other donors is that I am too competitive. I don't want someone to donate faster than me, so I tried to pump my blood faster than the person behind me. I managed OK, but I'd like to be faster. If I'm faster I win and then I can get to that peach juice faster.
Peach juice? That doesn't exist for real. Not naturally occurring.
Unrelated, a road trip to my family's abode means David Sedaris audiobooks. Can't wait to listen to the Stadium Pal bit again. I love that man. I tried to get Sarah Vowell's audiobook for "Assassination vacation," but it's signed out. Sigh. I'm excited to read her new one. Am looking forward to stuffing and heat.
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