Wow.

I ended up signing myself up for some beauty club by mail thing, not really realizing it was monthly because the freebie offer didn't say a damn thing about it.


So of course, I get my panties in a twist and hop onto their site to read 'em the riot act of misleading advertising, only to discover that not only is there no minimum committment, but I can choose the amount of time between shipments: 4, 6, 8, or 12 weeks. o.o;;


So for $20-ish bucks or the hassle of a return shipment, I may as well keep it. It's not like I need an excuse to wander Sav-on's makeup aisles as it is.

Interesting.

So apparently, blood draws the color of your average red Crayola are a bad thing. I wouldn't have been told this except that when I commented on how interesting it was that the draw was brighter than its usual black, the nurse said "Yeah, that's not good." Oops?


(I thought the red meant oxygen? Go fig.)

Well, I guess I'll find out sooner or later what the hell is up. At least I felt well enough to go driving without having eaten for 12 hours (damn fasting labs). Especially since Mom said she'd drive me (the safer, saner option) and was nowhere to be found when I needed to leave. *headdesk*