Blood-suckers

So, I have just returned from my first visit to the Blood Bank. And I'm pleased to note that no, I did not pass out, although I did feel woozy for a portion of it. I have, apparently, excellent haemoglobin levels (not bad for a vegetarian, eh?), and the chickenpox of last year was actually good, since it means I may have antibodies still. On the downside, I have tiny little veins and sluggish blood, despite the litre of water I drank this morning, which meant I was there for ages and they couldn't get all they wanted out of me. But I am going to try again in ten weeks, and try and improve the water-drinking in the meantime.

So, go me. :)

Hell has frozen over

There's a social event (the formal farewell for Tony, our boss), and I'm staying here at work instead.

Why is this so?

Well, there's a couple of reasons. The first is that I'm completely wiped today - I'm guessing it's because I have less blood in my system than usual (and hey, I'm starting my period today, how's that for planning?) - to the point I'm going to leave Cecil here tonight and catch the tram home. Second, I'm flat broke - well, almost, I have $6 in my wallet, which will get me home - and I really can't afford another night out pre-payday (which is Thursday, hooray!). And thirdly, I meant it about the cutting back. And I know if I go to a work function, I will end up in a state because of the blood donating thing. And I have karate tomorrow, as well as work, and I'm supposed to be learning appeals, so I want a clear head tomorrow.

So, no beer for me tonight.

What I will be doing, I think, is having a bath and a big mug of cocoa and then having a quiet night with the computer.

And ye gods, do I deserve it - I've just been on the phone for twenty minutes with the World's Dumbest Man, and I have the uneviable task of dealing with him at the counter tomorrow. Bloody hell.

Okay, definitely having that bath now. :P Night all, I'm outta here.