51% FIFTY-ONE WHOLE PERCENT. That's like, more than half! I am more likely to live than to die!
That test must be fucked up. I'd die in minutes.
In other news! Remember how I said I was going to meet up with First Nate last night? Well, I did, and it was fun, and I've discovered a forum that may or may not turn out interesting--but if nothing else, it will be to me as Myspace was to my high school years: a way to keep in touch with people I have no other way to keep in touch with.
I've come to the conclusion that I really need to have friends my own age. You guys are great and all, but none of you are coming of age nearby--and even if you are, none of you have been growing up with me for the last six, seven years, on and off. I'm pretty glad to have my friends back.
So! That's been my day so far. Work is work as usual, I think I'm pretty much done blogging phlebotomy. I'll do one after Saturday, I suppose.
So after four and a half weeks of no one I kenw coming in, two people knew came in today. No names since I'm pretty sure that's a HIPAA violation, but it was neat to see them. ^-^
Anyway. Time to go do something else! I want to create something that will break my heart.