So after the blood donation fiasco, which I'm starting to think of as God's way of telling me not to try heroin, they wrapped my arm with a bright red gauze bandage.
When Colleen got home from work and saw it, the first thing she said was: "What, you're wearing an armband in solidarity with the Burmese?"
Sigh. If only I were that cool...
3.10.07
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Would you rather...
1. Faint in front of an attorney?
2. Knock all the pens off of an attorney's desk.
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