Two viles of blood, the walking dead, six degrees, sickness

May 05, 2005 14:09

After fasting for 12 hours I got up at 6am and went to the medical exam. I had to hold my urine in as well because they required it for something or other. They took two viles of blood. TWO. But as usual I got some doughnuts and oj for my pain.

Corey Pinson was a bonafide dead man walking, apparently. The nice woman taking his blood pressure stopped and took on a quizzical look and said, "honey are you feeling allright?" to which he replied, "yeah i'm fine, i'm a little cold". She couldn't take his blood pressure because it was too low. He was ordered to get up and walk around. I guess they declared him a live human later in the day, because I saw him leave work.

Turns out that I am less than 6 degrees seperated from the RUNAWAY BRIDE case. The groom, Mason, is the nephew of Miles Mason, who delivered me, my brother, and most of my sisters. My oldest Sis Charlotte was on friggin CNN for crying out loud. She works at the floral shop where the arrangements for the wedding were being made. Who knew?

I put in a half ass day at work today because I was sick. I only worked 5 hours and contributed $414 to the big green money machine. Oh well.

Somebody set up us the bomb.
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