I talked to Court this morning, which pretty much made my day happy from the start. I'm seeing her on Sunday after work *bounces*. Court, I think they may let you visit this time if you want to, since Dana won't be there. Usually it's just Daniella and me, and she's always talking to Keri anyway.
Then I got ready to go to Quest laboratory for some blood tests. I read in the waiting room for awhile, and when the doctor called me in, I followed her to a small room down the hall. Inside was this odd chair, which looked like a typical padded chair with arms on it, except it had a another padded segment that went across you when you sat down in it. This serves two purposes: keeping you seated, and providing a place to put your arm on.
Ash: (looks at needles and vials) Looks like fun.
Doctor: Oh it is!
(Doctor has her sit in chair and lowers the segment)
Ash: Oh, I see. So this is to keep me here, right?
Doctor: *laughs* That's right!
Ash: No escaping now!
Ash: *laughs* Okay. Just a finger prick, right?
Ash: No big deal.
Doctor: Right! That's a great attitude.
Ash: Yay finger pricks! (Julie this is so something you would say, jokingly of course)
(Doctor pulls out a rubber strap type thing)
Ash: What's that?
Doctor: To get more blood out of you. We have to fill this vial here.
Ash: Oh. (Extends a finger)
Doctor: *laughs* You really think I'm going to prick your finger, don't you?
Ash: Well, yeah!
Doctor: No, we get it from your arm.
Ash: Oh man...
So I recited the Hail Mary in my head while she found a vein and took blood out of the crook of my arm. It actually didn't hurt as much as a finger prick would have. It mostly hurt after. If it feels like that to give blood, I might do it since I'm old enough.
Then I went to lunch at Lotus (w00t), since I wasn't allowed to eat before the blood tests and it was about 2 o'clock. I went to the gym after, and then got dog food and came home.
Jon, I got your thank you note, and it makes me want to marry you. Promise me that you'll marry me before you marry anyone else, okay? You can be a polygamist and marry them later.
My thought for the day, while listening to -what else?- Avenue Q, was that I wish life could be like a musical. There is such an intensity of feeling in theater that (at least to my knowledge) is rarely experienced in the typical human life. While I think it would be odd to have people start singing at the drop of a hat, and slightly annoying, I just wish I could feel like the characters in a play appear to. Not the intense sadness, because I've known that. The intense happiness, the intense hope. That is definitely something I would love to feel more.
I was listening to this song called "Purpose"...I'll put some of the lyrics on here:
EVERYONE ELSE HAS
SO WHAT'S MINE?
Oh, look! Here's a penny!
It's from the year I was born!
IT'S A SIGN!
Right after "sign", all the music just swells up and even you feel excited because, hey! This kid is going to find his purpose in life, and there's all this hope. Has anyone else ever felt like that, or am I on my own here?
I DON'T KNOW HOW I KNOW,
BUT I'M GONNA FIND
I DON'T KNOW WHERE
I'M GONNA LOOK,
BUT I'M GONNA FIND
GOTTA FIND OUT,
DON'T WANNA WAIT!
GOT TO MAKE SURE THAT MY
LIFE WILL BE GREAT!
GOTTA FIND MY PURPOSE
BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE.
Avenue Q just kicks some serious ass.