oh yeah, well, my daddy died with a needle in his arm

So i gave plasma today, which was all around way less painful than i thought it'd be (i'm scared of needles.. probly a good thing). anyway i just kinda looked down at this big metal sharp tube and thought... is he gonna stick that in me? then before i knew it he did and it didn't hurt at all. but i was really dehydrated because i didn't consume enough water this morning or last night... then i went and played ultimate frisbee after my plasmaing. i'm pretty tired. two of the nurses hit on me a lot. they were pretty cute. actually they probly were just friendly and i like to imagine that they were hitting on me... but one of them definetly went out of her way to comment stuff at me while i was talking to other nurses, and she called me cute for something i did.. ANYWAY i'm not hooking up with random nurses, though nurses are a good choice of girls to hook up with. the point is it was fun giving plasma and i thought i'd hate it.
yay because God made it fun since He wanted me to give plasma and i was trying to put it of/not do it.
so.. um.. end.