But yes. I gave blood, got some cookies, and feel extremely proud of myself for not freaking out (and for managing to manipulate my heart rate and blood pressure to give-able levels, since they like to go way high and way low, respectively).
And now, I have some time to kill before I head off to Crime Mapping, the most awesomest class taught by the most awesomest professor (at least in this semester; my English prof has apparently done NaNoWriMo once, but hated it, which is just further proof of why I should dislike her).
I could probably leave for it now, we're in the computer lab for today.
Oh, and once again,
