Actually, I feel sketched on a slip of paper tossed to the wind.

Today I went to get blood taken as part of my physical. I had to wait an hour and half. Everyone else was waiting patiently. Even old ladies and gents, staring off into blank space. But I was going crazy like shifting around and sighing loudly. At one point, I really thought I was going to loose it and felt like banging my head against the wall or crying or screaming.

When I finally went into get my blood taken, I DID start crying. I didnt even say a single word while the woman poked needles into me and pinched and proded. I just wept with my head to the side.

Then I walked out into the sun and skipped along, happy and cheerful as can be.

AND THEN, my afternoon was awesome-o as I had an hour long skype video convo with Cim and got caught up with Sandra who I havent talked to in ages and it was great great great. These are the things I do not put on my lengthy but very silly TO DO lists, but they are the things that made me the happiest.

The end.