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Hey folks!

As you may or may not know, I try to give blood pretty regularly. I think it would be a cool thing if I could help some of you give blood as well. In fact, I have this arbitrary goal of seeing if I can help facillitate one pint of blood being given for an entire year.

Obviously I cannot do that entirely by myself. So that's where the rest of you come in!

If you are willing to give a pint of blood at some point in the next year, let me know and I'll put you on my list! This isn't really for people who give blood regularly, or people for whom giving blood isn't an option at all, but for the rest of us, who give maybe once every couple years? I want to help that become a more sustainable and regular habit!

If you're in the Boston area, I can help however possible, up to and including accompanying you to the appointment (if it's at a time I'm not at work). If you're outside of Boston, I'm happy to help with research of places that'll take your blood and moral support from afar. Anyone, I'm happy to answer questions and give advice.

Let's do this thing! Blood for the Blood God!

~Sor
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Having joined Habitica again, I'm not using it very well. Something about it being the ~weekend~ and therefore not having to do things as much or something. Hopefully I will get my ass together and do better again tomorrow?

(I feel like maybe I am starting to slide out of a mild hell zone? This is interesting, but not unsurprising, that I seem to be able to recognize the Hell Zone more accurately when I am leaving it rather than entering. But maybe a good sign always is whether or not I've got the self discipline to sleep in a real bed, vs falling asleep on the couch for a while before going to bed.)

((There is definitely a somewhat different feel to the household on weekends, if only because suddenly Ezri's not working. It changes the overall house culture, yanno? Like, if I'm not doing work but they are, there's some degree of...guilt or accountability or something like that. (sidebar to Ezri: This is in no way meant to be judgemental or guilt-inducing, please enjoy your weekends!)))

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Yesterday I fainted for the first time in my adult life. Extremely likely that it was lack of food/very low blood pressure/the usual low iron but worse. I actually hit the ground though (which meant I got to have a very charming conversation with Ezri where I went into the living room and was all "um...did you...hear a thump a moment ago?" and Ez saying that they had indeed, and had called "are you okay" and gotten no answer, but then heard me stirring so did not go investigate.)

Obviously I did some self-care immediately afterwards, mostly of the "drink a lot of water, eat anything, eat salt, eat fatty dairy full of protein" in that order. I did not faint again, or even grey out yesterday.

I have been greying out more than usual during these trying pandemic times. Just...stand up, get a rush and a little bit of weird in the head. This is what caused me to actually collapse to the ground --I have been enjoying the incredibly weird and unique moment of my brain sliding sideways into nothing and my head feeling pressured that comes with greying out. Normally if I just stand still, it passes. This time it did not and I got to experience the incredible confusion of waking up on my bedroom floor and having to piece together what on earth I was doing there.

(Yes, I recognize that grey-outs are a bad sign, probably of super low blood pressure, and when I've been experiencing them, I've been taking them as the alert they are and trying to minimize them. I have not been encouraging this, but I have been enjoying it when it happens, because bodies are weird and fascinating).

In case it's not very clear, I think this was an incredibly neat experience. I mean, no, it was not good that I hit my head on the floor (I spent the rest of the day watching for concussion, and everything was fine until I was lying in bed 14 hours later at which point my brain helpfully suggested that you're not supposed to sleep with a concussion, probably because you will die. I did not die.) But the rest of it! The rest of it was a keen thing my body has never done before!

At any rate, now I know what that feels like, and maybe I will be smart enough, the next time the world starts greying, to at least sit down immediately instead of trying to ride it out. Or better yet, drinking a lot more water to head the whole thing off at the pass.

...but probably I am not going to be able to answer in the affirmative to the MGH plea of "we desperately need blood donations" for at least another week or two.

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Tomorrow I need to do more of the Endless Paper Sorting And Filing project. It is getting better, gradually. I went to four boxen on the floor to two, and now I've gone from three chock-full filing cabinet drawers to two-and-a-half. There are at least two specific projects that I am too shamed to mention explicitly, but need to get done as part of All This. Also at some point I'm gonna wind up doing a very hard culling of a LOT of old art. Or I won't, fuck it, who cares.

I also need to finish up the grading for seniors --last day was on Friday. Everything feels unreal, of course, but there will be some small celebrations in the coming days. I don't have a car, so I can't even go sit secluded during their "one student at a time in very proscribed times" graduation ceremony to happen in a few weeks. I am a little sad about that, and will miss them all dreadfully.

This is all quite hard, and you are quite wonderful for surviving it so far. I love you, and hope that continues.

~Sor
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Yeah, this is just an ArtDump. But it is an artdump of AWESOME!!

First up, we have a loverly sketch of Magus in all his Hippie Pirate glory. Why am I drawing Magus? I don't actually know, especially as A) I don't draw real people very well, and B) I haven't seen him since New Years.

Thirdly is me being WAY loopy after Giving Blood. Just a cute little doodle.

Secondly, fourthly, fifthly, and sixthly are all pictures of Hyde in one fashion or another. He has INVADED my HEAD!!! Well, my muse at least. He is fun to draw though, so I don't object. Anywho:

Just one of those Mornings... which is mildly graphic -a few dead corpses scattered around, made milder by the fact that I can't draw corpses. Besides that, this is a really excellent picture --Hyde turned out WAY Spift.

Hyde's Room is just me sneaking into Hyde's room to draw him curled up reading, which he does a phenomenally high amount of the time. Amusing for his "To Do" list.

Be Careful What You Wish For. is Hyde surrounded by babes and the most Femme Zaphod I will ever draw in my life. I swear, nothing I could do could make him look like a male, and I wasn't about to give him a raging boner. (Or two. Whatever.)

Like a MADWOMAN! came about when I told Ksatyr I had been drawing Hyde like a madwoman. Being the silly boi he is, he immediately wanted to see this picture of Hyde as a madwoman. So I had to draw it. NOTE: I suck at drawing cheesecake-chicks like woah.

Annnnnnnnnnnd that's all! Have a good day.

~Sor
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Sooooooooooooooooooooooo, life.

Like all good readers of ancientsong's journal, I will be celebrating "Everything Will Go Right" day on Friday.

( To quote her: )

I encourage everyone to join the happiness. I know I fully intend MY Friday to rule. Hell, I will have to save delicious waffles for that day specifically to help make Everything Go Right.

In other news, I am quite reminded of one of MarkBark's avs: "Stop Bitching, Start a Revolution."

In school, they have decided that, due to some idiots apparently drawing on the walls with ketchup (what are we...five?) the administrators have taken the ketchup away from us.

This has made a lot of people quite unhappy. Me included, as I've only JUST gotten back into the swing of putting ketchup on my fries, since I've forgotten how friggen good it tastes.

So, we silly little easily swayed high schoolers have started a protest. There were at least two petitions going around, and during fifth period, had the idea to start making signs and encourage EVERYONE to bring in as much ketchup as they could for tomorrow, since they said we could bring in our own.

So there will be ketchup. Ohhhhhh yes...

( Sociological ramblings about the above )

Thats all for the moment, kiddos. Oh right! I'm giving blood tomorrow (hopefully!!)

And I am not scared of needles. I am perfectly fine with needles. The people jabbing needles into me are perfectly trained and know what they're doing. STOP BEING NERVOUS, SELF, YOU'RE WORRYING ME!!

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We'll let you know how it worked out.

Ta!
~Sor
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