When I gave blood yesterday, they tried to take it from my left arm first, missed, and then succeeded from my right arm. Aside from the fact that we all learned a very valuable lesson from this experience (namely, I am right-handed and should never pretend that I am not, except for when I try to switch-hit, because that's fun and very useful if you're in the MLB), I looked at my arms this morning and thought, "Crap, I'm a junkie."
Speaking of being a junkie, my final caffeine count from yesterday was two cups of coffee and four cans of Coke. Just as I was starting to wake up, though, my shift ended and I had to go home and go to sleep.
I should stop talking about caffeine; I know that it's a completely boring subject to people who aren't addicted. Like people who keep diet journals.1
Happy birthday,
amyo!
Game over.
Congratulations.
Learn anything?
That's right...
Never get involved in a land war in Asia.
Well, let me break it down for you:
You have a total of 109 friends
You requested to guess 109 entries.
9 were skipped due to invalid content (surprising?).
You made 100 guesses.
You got 92 correct.
Doing the math for you, that means you got 92% correct
1. "Like a cow's opinion. It just doesn't matter!"