


Dress and belt: Thrifted
Boots: Paolo
Went to the blood center today after work to donate some of my sweet A+ blood. I hadn’t donated in 9 years, which is surprising because I love free cookies, the tight squeeze when getting my blood pressure taken, and needles. The blood center on Masonic in San Francisco has a straight-up bar with someone there to tend to any snack and beverage desire you might have. Chocolate donut, coffee, OJ and Oreos? No problem. They also have a mini library where you can take and leave books. I read “I Want To Live!” by Thom Jones in The Best American Short Stories of 1993 while waiting (almost made me cry btw)… (I’m also PMSing so that’s to be expected). I also read an article on Marilyn Monroe in Vanity Fair. Did you know that T.S. Eliot sent her love poems? I walked out of the place with a purse full of snacks, paperback westerns for my Grandad, and a pink bandage to match my dress.
Not the most together outfit or look, but this is what I look like most days when I wake up 20 minutes before I’m supposed to be at work. My morning routine? Throw something on, put glasses on the face, don’t even touch the hair and go.
I normally run to work, but my hours at the day job have changed from starting at 10am to starting at 8:30am. It’s been hard to get myself up early enough to do the 30 minute run up and down hills and through fog to get there. I’ll make an effort though… just not tomorrow. I’m not supposed to exercise, and I should also have another donut.
; )
p.s. Give blood. Need more incentive? This month they’re giving away a smart car to one lucky donor: http://www.bloodcenters.org/media-room/pr-2009/give-blood.-get-smart/
