Mood: Headachy.
Music: Give Blood, Pete Townshend.
Game: World of Warcraft, Call of Duty, Guild Wars.
Book: Hell's Angels, Ralph "Sonny" Barger
Muffin: None.
Punchline: None.
Got to work a bit before 9am today. Been feeling a touch headachy...vaguely headcoldish. Probably just a weather change. Was warmer and very sunny this morning.
When I got in, my boss was nowhere to be found. I'd expected him to be in before me, already working on this claim. Yes, we're still grinding through this claim.
Instead, he's nowhere to be found, and so I set up, get ready to work when my Nextel chirps. He says he's been trying to reach me. Whatever...Nextel reception borders on sporadic. On the good side. On the other side is patent crap. Anyway, he was called in to donate blood at 8am this morning, or something. Special antigens or whatever. He's gonna be in around 10am. That's fine. I have enough to keep me busy.
Then I kinda thought about it...I don't think about it much, because there's not much I can do about it. I can't donate blood.
I can't donate blood because I lived in the UK during the whole BSE scare, and I lived in Hong Kong during the SARS thing...just to reinforce the "No fucking way, pal" on my blood.
I'm sure it'd still be useful for research or whatever...but apparently, since 9/11, they have plenty of people donating blood. So since I'm considered high-risk, they won't let me donate. I suppose I could try again...I haven't tried in about two years. It's possible that they've lightened the restrictions. Maybe I'll try again.
I did have dinner with Mike...and he's still Mike. Had a great time. I'll write about it some other time when I don't have to get this work done so I can get out of here and clean my house...because there's a Fookus coming tomorrow morning, and we can't have a dirty house for a visiting Fookus.
Have a happy Memorial Day, all.
Posted by Glenn at May 27, 2005 09:26 AM