Problems:
1. I need a second reason for skipping jujitsu today (the first being that I want to give my body another day to heal).
2. I overate at lunch and therefore need something to balance me out.
Solution:
I drove to the Norwalk Sheriff’s Station after work and donated blood to the American Red Cross.

I almost couldn’t donate because the donor’s iron content needs to be at least 38%. My blood drop floated on the solution, did a little dance near the surface, so they decided to spin the blood to see the exact iron content. 38%.
I met some people my age who work in the next building at City Hall, and we had a good time at the snacks table (where we’re required to sit and hydrate/snack for 15 mins after donating) laughing about all the 80s dance moves, like the cabbage patch, the reebok, the robot, the snake, the smurf, the Kid-n-Play. Gawd, the 80s were not only a fashion disaster, but lame as well.
I glanced at the sign-in sheet before I left and was disappointed to find that none of my coworkers had donated. I tried to get people I ran into as I left to come with me, but even the big burly men who you figure had gallons of blood to spare said, “No, I NEED my blood.”
Learned a few interesting things today. A 3-month stay anywhere in Europe (3 months collectively, doesn’t have to be consecutively) permanently disqualifies a donor from giving blood. I can’t do heavy exercise or weight lifting for the next 5 hours. What a great reason to get out of jujitsu.

Side note: Hey, I just realized this is my 100th blog entry! I’m glad it’s a good-cause post.