You know...

It's a good thing I am so committed to Canadian Blood Services getting my cute lil' A- blood, or I would be hard pressed to go back in December. This is the second time they have managed to mutilate the crap out of my arm.

Here is a tip: if the vein isn't looking so promising, don't just close your eyes and hope for the best here, people - that's a needle you are waving around there. It is disturbing to have a clutch of people gathered around you staring at your arm, waiting to see if the needle stays put, or decides to pop it's way out of said arm, thanks all the same.

Although, it could be worse - the last time I donated blood she missed entirely in a spectacularly painful way, no less, and then was so shaken by the incident she had to get someone else to give it a go on the other arm. I ended up with a three inch diameter bruise that time. Way to build the public confidence there, guys.

Now With More Meme!

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That would be a good thing for them to cut on my tombstone: Wherever she went, including here, it was against her better judgment.
~ Dorothy Parker

When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro.
~ Hunter S. Thompson

I am a kind of paranoiac in reverse. I suspect people of plotting to make me happy.
~ J.D. Salinger

Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, doesn't go away.
~ Philip K. Dick

I generally avoid temptation unless I can't resist it.
~ Mae West

Navigation by Cake and Other Adventures

So we managed to make it back from the Gift Show safe and relatively sound, although my right shoulder might never be the same again. Oh well, I am certain I don't really need to be able to lift my arm above shoulder level that often, right?

Now, I am sure there are people who arrive at the show with an itinerary and a neatly mapped out plan - which booths they will visit when, how long they will spend in each hall and so on and so forth. We like to start out that way, with our neatly highlighted guide and a clear plan of where to go and what to see. This, of course, is totally blown to hell in the first minute after walking into the show. Because in the first minute, we revert to our real navigation system - Navigation By Cake. Because, the first thing you see when you walk in the door of Hall 1 is the Scantrade booth. Scantrade knows it's stuff - they have free coffee, and warm chocolate chip cookies. Thus, it begins - the rest of the show is navigated based purely on who is giving out what free food when. Samaco and Seagull give out candy, good to stock up in the morning, for a mid-afternoon sugar rush to get you to 7pm. Anyone giving out cookies and pastries and coffee is the morning tour, Abbott's sandwiches and ice cream are lunch, Amscan's assorted snacks and juice is a good mid afternoon snack, since it usually involves something with protein. The day you spend at the Congress Center is based around the free samples all the gourmet food companies are giving out. Cheese fondue for lunch, cake for dessert. Truffles, well, anytime you can find them, really. This year Upper Canada upped the ante - they installed a chocolate fountain. Do you have any idea how many marshmallows covered in warm chocolate you can eat before getting sick?

I do.

Pet Peeve # 357

People who say they really don't want to make your life difficult, while in the midst of making your life really difficult.

Thanks for the sentiment, assholes.

If I Don't Make it Back...

Please go on Oprah and tell the world I loved kittens.

Mixing socializing and the full scale project of a four day buying trip might just kill me, but I'll have had a good time on the way to the grave.

My Fantasy For Tonight...

Involves a tall, handsome stranger arriving at my house with pizza and a bucket full of cleaning supplies. A mild sedative suitable for a two year old and a margarita would probably help, too.

I need to clean tonight, and try and get my apartment looking suitable for my mother and stepfather to inhabit for two days while I am in Toronto. If you haven't seen my apartment recently - think ravaged by wild dogs. I might as well say I really want to scale Mount Everest tonight, and then get in a quick trip to Paris. I really just want to take a nap.

Goodbye, and Thanks for All the Fug...

The folks over at You Knit What? have decided to call it a day. I will miss them, and all the fugliness.

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