Life lessons

Things a thief does not want from your wallet:

• your drivers lisence (apparently my twin did not steal my wallet)
• your debit card (really? who knows...)
• all business cards
• CPR certification
• empty check book
• Krispy Kream gift certificate
• proof of car insurance
• coffee card with one punch in it
• starbucks card (not a coffe person, huh?)
• post-it notes to myself
• coupons
• blood donor card from the red cross

Things a thief does want from your wallet:

• a pre-paid discover card, not yet activated
• cash
• change
• little plastic piece that goes on the end of my ipod
• all video rental cards
• charles penzones card (sorry--it's empty)
• my punch cards for dog food

almost time

Spring is coming. I can smell it. It's cold, it's windy, but I can smell it. Small consolations.

my hematoma

I gave blood yesterday. About half way through it just stopped flowing, so they had to play with the needle to try to get it going again. I know this makes a lot of people squeamish, but I was fine, at least until the 3rd time it stopped and they had to push the needle back in (previously, they had just moved it side to side and out). When she pushed it back up into my already traumatized vein, I could feel it all the way into my toes. It's a feeling that I can't really describe, not a localized pain, but a general internal spasm. I must have flinched because she apologized, promising it would only take a minute, which was about 2 minutes this side of the truth.

When I was done, they warned me that I might bruise and I assured them I wasn't planning on doing any arm modelling in the next few days, so it should be OK. They warned me it might bruise, not that I would collect a pool of blood under my skin that would first cause a lump the size of a golf ball, then slowly disperse across my arm, causing me to look like I had been beaten. Someone better REALLY need that blood!