Last weekend was relatively slow. I gave blood at Lifesource Saturday afternoon, I guess that combined with Sourdough Bacon Cheeseburger I had from Burger King prior just knocked me out for a good part of the day. It's wierd, I've been donating blood every 2 months for the past couple of years with no problems, but lately this time and last time I've donated I've felt notably weakened. I guess I really am getting older. =/ In a way it does make what I'm doing feel more significant.

I had some other things I said here too, but I it was a little too personal and by putting in in this diary I may have seriously fucked up a friendship so I retroactively deleted it out. I doubt it will fix anything since she already read it got seriously pissed at me but it's somthing, maybe the least I could do...