Writer's Block

Well, I've used all of my ideas that would provide a lengthy blog post.  Although those ideas were few and far between, it just feels like I've nothing to say.  A follow up to my follow up, the sugar daddy has finally left my mouth.  Looking back, that was sheer torture.  There are no words to describe the pain and frustration.  I think it equates to Chinese Water Torture.  Yep, that's a great way to describe it.  Actually, the light bulb is flickering in my head.  Blood donors are great people, and I'm really excited to become one.  As long as they don't have the same nurse as they did at my orthodontist's office.  That lady sat there, stabbing my arm for a good five minutes. She saw the vein, I saw the vein, everyone saw the vein.  Sadly, she didn't have the hand-eye coordination to stick a needle into it.  That sucked.  My arm was sore for days after that.  So as long as that incident doesn't happen again, I'm pretty sure I'll be completely fine with giving blood.  Plus I get cookies :)  As many people at my lunch table know, I'm quite the fatty.  I absolutely love to eat, but that's a post in itself.