Tuesday, August 08, 2006
Bonus karma's gonna get you....
As for the blood drawing, that turned out better than hoped in the physical attributes -- I came with a bottle of orange juice, ready for my weakness, but I didn't get woozed this time. The woman got a vial of blood (the soup of cannibals) and that was that. I guess I'm not the complete withering wimp I thought I was becoming... though I still couldn't watch it happen. Now I wait a day or so for the material aspect of the action: the results, whether this has affected my liver or not so I can get some more Lamisil. I need to transfer that prescription to Canada when I get it authorized; what was $500 last time will be upwards of $100 this time if all goes well.
Yeah, I know... two blog entries in two days. Stuff bore mention. And I'm aware that half of my readers are on tour so they need to do some catching up on the last week or two worth of writings.
There's nothing like a chat with old friends over old times and new.
Babies, I am told, are a sexually transmitted disease.
I need more time with old friends.
But I also need more old friends.