See You, Space Cowboy

So, in the last few months I’ve continued to get phone calls from various charities asking for money. I’ve learned that the excuse “I don’t have a job right now, so I’m not in a position to donate” tends to get people off my back fairly easily. But then, last week a lady from the Red Cross called…

I don’t think being jobless makes for a good excuse not to donate blood, so I ended up signing up to donate, and today was the day. I’d donated at work before, but I’d never been in to the actual facility. The procedure was much the same, and I got the bonus of having my blood pressure taken (122/71), but once I got into the actual chair I noticed something: I was about 20 years younger than everyone else donating blood at the moment. I’m hoping it was because it was 2:00 on a work day and not that my generation is a generation of selfish slackers.

The rest of the day was relatively uneventful (aside from a random voice mail from which I haven’t been able to answer yet because I didn’t get it until she was likely asleep) until I randomly ran into at Safeway. What was even odder about that is that I was with and and we were in the middle of a discussion about Fanime.

Oh, and for those of you who care, the karaoke server is back online, with 90 more gigs of free space, courtesy of it being transferred to ‘s donated hard drive. Same bat-url, same bat-somethingelse.

In a weird urge, I just rewatched all of Cowboy Bebop again. Well, I actually started a few days ago, but I just finished #26 now.

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Edit: Oh, and making this post triggered a hatting, but the other person didn’t reply.