Today I'm holding a blood drive at work. I expect that 15-20 donors will go home lightheaded today, including myself.

Last time I donated I was sick. I lied during the questions, and I had to eat some ice to bring my temperature down below 99.8, which was too high to allow me to donate.

What if I gave an injured person contaminated blood? Well, that's what they test the everloving christ out of the blood samples for, right? To prevent that. Besides, I couldn't skip donating when I'm the chairman and I've convinced 20 other folks to do it along with me. It would look bad.

I ended that day with much worse than a slight fever and a sore throat. I stayed up all night sweating and shivering, and the next day I felt better, if a bit drained. Alcohol always seems to be the best medicine for me. I've killed several fevers with whiskey, and it's an overnight cure that's never once failed me. Those old west doctors were on to something, apart from the bloodletting thing.

That night I had only 2 or 3 beers. It worked. Chloraseptic throat spray was a big help, too. I even went to work in the morning.

Tonight I figure I'll smoke some pot, drink a couple beers, and watch a movie or two. Nothing stressful.
12:41 AM - Bottle Rocket Fire Alarm