And before that...

1) Of the many perks of working for America Online, the one I was most excited about was the free bloodletting. Red Cross came in today promising to rid us of one american pint of our red, American blood today, and let me tell you I was first on the list. I jumped through the little hoops, sat my ass on the gurney, and prepared to get poked.

Then the guy stared at my arms and said "Where are your veins?"

And i said "No one told me I had to bring them."

And he said "When is the last time you gave blood?"

And i said "Five years ago."

And he said "We use bigger needles now."

Then he hit me* i think to see if getting me to turn into the incredible hulk would enlarge my veins, but no luck.

Then he pinned a scarlet A on my shirt, and sent me on my way. I looked the A up on the Red Cross Chart of Shame and it said "Unamerican veins. Way too fucking small."

So, no free bloodletting for me today. Or possibly ever, unless maybe I pick up a nice heroin habit.

2) Elliott Smith touched my arm last night. My arm. Not yours. I cannot wait to check next week's City Paper for the I Saw You ad. "Girl with the arm. I'm Elliott Smith. Care to relieve me of my corduoroys?"

3) Me and my fake little sister, AKA manatee, made her first website yesterday afternoon. She is one sharp manatee. The girl is driven. We jammed to DMX in the car. I like her.

* on the arm, with two fingers.