Volunteering Woes.
Well, first day of volunteering today... it was fun, but I think I learned 2 important lessons:
1. Never go to a volunteer shift with less than 4 hours of sleep the day before. Bad mojo.
2. Don't donate blood within 12 hours of your volunteer shift.
The people there (Heather and Jose... that's Joe-say, not Ho-say like in Spanish) were very understand of the fact I almost passed out... and I couldn't even tell you why I was going to pass out! I just got light-headed and that nifty-fun narrowing of vision thing. Still, I'm hoping when I go back next week (well rested and with all bodily fluids restored) that I won't have this problem... it does really seem like fun! We'll have to see, I suppose.
Oh, and Margaret called me up last night... she was terribly hurt by the fact I implied in my e-mail that it might be a few years before I left London (apparently in her head I'm moving to Vancouver soon). And while I may be moving to Vancouver soon (I'd love to... still the best city I've ever been to), it worries me a bit that she's taking everything so personally... maybe she was just having a bad day or something, I dunno. Women are crazy. But is partially responsible for my light-headed-almost-fainting spell at the hospital... I must've yawned 50 times so far today. Ah well... when I finish work I'm going home and I'm sleeping... maybe only a nap so I can get up and see if my brother is around to chat for awhile later. I guess we'll have to see.
Oooh, and I should call Shauna (I think she's back from her vacation now) and Bonnie... it's been awhile since I've actually called them.
1. Never go to a volunteer shift with less than 4 hours of sleep the day before. Bad mojo.
2. Don't donate blood within 12 hours of your volunteer shift.
The people there (Heather and Jose... that's Joe-say, not Ho-say like in Spanish) were very understand of the fact I almost passed out... and I couldn't even tell you why I was going to pass out! I just got light-headed and that nifty-fun narrowing of vision thing. Still, I'm hoping when I go back next week (well rested and with all bodily fluids restored) that I won't have this problem... it does really seem like fun! We'll have to see, I suppose.
Oh, and Margaret called me up last night... she was terribly hurt by the fact I implied in my e-mail that it might be a few years before I left London (apparently in her head I'm moving to Vancouver soon). And while I may be moving to Vancouver soon (I'd love to... still the best city I've ever been to), it worries me a bit that she's taking everything so personally... maybe she was just having a bad day or something, I dunno. Women are crazy. But is partially responsible for my light-headed-almost-fainting spell at the hospital... I must've yawned 50 times so far today. Ah well... when I finish work I'm going home and I'm sleeping... maybe only a nap so I can get up and see if my brother is around to chat for awhile later. I guess we'll have to see.
Oooh, and I should call Shauna (I think she's back from her vacation now) and Bonnie... it's been awhile since I've actually called them.
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