OK, Point Taken

Was talking to P. in VA today and told him of my "do-nothing" weekend and how great it was to do for once in my life. He said that's how he remembers me living my life all through college. He never lets me forget that I used to schedule my classes based on what floor they were on in a building. First floor classrooms were mandatory for me b/c I was always running late and had no time for stairs. (And yet, I still shined brightly as a scholar, making the Dean's List several times. So there!)

Gave blood today. Ate a huge chocolate sundae afterwards--they always have sundaes when you donate across the street at the hospital which is why I like to go there. My phlebotomist said my arm with the so-called scar tissue and the good vein is just fine and I can use it to donate all I want. I wonder if any of them know what they're talking about, ever. And how come 90% of phlebotomists are black, anyway? What is UP with that?

Although the Shel Silverstein bio I just read was a big letdown, there was one quote from him that stuck with me. Someone asked him what he thought about going to therapy and he asked why would he waste his time with that? He said something like, "If I was hung up on goats, why I'd just go find myself the prettiest, cleanest, nicest goat in the whole world!"

Point taken.