Clearly, the men's gymnastics judges have run out of the good crack and have been forced to resort to the stuff cut with talcum powder. Or possibly rat poison. Dude, Aleksei should have gotten a medal for his routine--even after the judges revised their first score (so ridiculously low that the crowd booed them and Important People came out to talk to the judges and find out what the fuck they were smoking), the numbers they gave him were still unfairly low. And some of the other scores they handed out didn't seem right either, though at least the Italian guy who won gold honestly deserved it. (Otherwise tonight would have been the second contest gold medal for men's gymnastics this year).
And on a more personal note: Yay! I went in to give blood today and passed the iron count test! (By, like, two points, after they spun my blood sample in a centrifuge--my count was 40, and you need 38 or more to give blood--but I still passed) Since I'm chronically anemic, this is a good thing (of course, now that I've donated a pint of blood, I'm probably under 38 again).
Damn but you have to answer a shitload of questions about your sex life to give blood. I did not have sex on a train. Not in Cameroon. Not in the rain. Not on a boat. Not with a goat. I swear to you I'm not a ho. Now can I donate blood and go?
And on a more personal note: Yay! I went in to give blood today and passed the iron count test! (By, like, two points, after they spun my blood sample in a centrifuge--my count was 40, and you need 38 or more to give blood--but I still passed) Since I'm chronically anemic, this is a good thing (of course, now that I've donated a pint of blood, I'm probably under 38 again).
Damn but you have to answer a shitload of questions about your sex life to give blood. I did not have sex on a train. Not in Cameroon. Not in the rain. Not on a boat. Not with a goat. I swear to you I'm not a ho. Now can I donate blood and go?