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I love that I can tune into a radio station and immediately hear my favourite singer.

So, I was thinking the other day that I should join that bone-marrow transplant database, because all you have to do is donate blood. You don't have to donate marrow unless you actually match someone, and then you get to possibly save a life. So it's easy and it's a good thing to do. Then I went to a website to read about it, and you know what? Can't give blood. Not because of the anti-depressants, which are usually acceptable "if the condition is controlled" (howdy!), but because I got a tattoo less than a year ago.

Turns out that no one in my family can give blood either: my dad's diabetic, my mom had hormone injections before my sister and I were born, and my sister weighs under a hundred pounds. So after February, I'll be the only one in my immediate family eligible to donate blood.

I have a relatively rare blood type, I think, but it's the selfish kind so I don't suppose it's under very high demand.

In other news: everyone's talking about "turducken": Boing Boing, my mom, the guy in
the cubicle next to mine...

Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:14 AM | shower me with attention