Current location:	Library, chilling out and recovering
Current mood:	drained
Current music:	Montt Mardie - We're all the Pirate Bay

Left Hand Girl...
Well, sweet nibblets.
I went to donate blood today and out of idle idiocy I gave them my right arm. Because, well, the right hand space was open and I didn't feel much like waiting too long and then some.
Turns out, if the needle hurts in your arm you're supposed to say something. Well, guess what.

To my defense, I made it the ten meters down the hall to the cafeteria and into a chair. What comes next is kind of fuzzy. I woke up on the floor with about three doctors hovering over me in worry. Straaaange.
Apparently the pain in my right arm (it got a lot worse once the needle was out) was worth mentioning after all. I spend the better of half an hour on a stretcher afterwards until my blood pressure was a-ohkay again, being force-fed apple-juice with extra grape sugar in it. Ewwww. If I ever die from over-sugaring I'm holding that toxic sweet-mix responsible. But at least it worked.

'Xcept my arm still hurts like a bitch. I'm never going to give them my right again.

Anne, who was with me, says I turned as white as my shirt. Damn, why didn't anyone make photos? Yes, I am morbid like that Thankfully I'm all better now. Still not going to dance tonight. XD

And yes, that's me - can't go a month without terrorizing terrifying the peeps around me. Sorry. *^_____^*


~Jâ nee!