The last few times I've given blood, my bloodflow has been really slow. That same thing happened this time, and the attendant asked if I would be okay if she moved the needle -- she said it would hurt, but otherwise she'd have to stop it altogether. [I assume because I was gonna time out -- if you're bleeding for more than 20 minutes, they worry about clotting and won't let you keep going.] I said sure (the last time I gave blood, the adjustments to try to make the blood flow more quickly made me wince frequently, but this time I hadn't even noticed them much). It did hurt. And then she put it back -- I'm unclear if that was just because I was in pain (she had been apologizing a LOT, which kinda annoyed me since I wasn't actually in pain -- her expectation that I might be was fair, but I wasn't) but anyway, I then had a bruise so she stopped it altogether. An irritation, I has it. I am inclined to quit donating blood for the remainder of 2011. (I did give blood in January.)
Mar. 25th, 2011
[ASP] Winter Festival
Mar. 25th, 2011 10:39 pmSo, ASP did a Winter Festival this year -- 3 shows, each with a short run.
(1) Shakespeare's Cymbeline -- a pared-down version of a minor play (there's a good review by someone else here)
(2) The Hotel Nepenthe -- a surreal series of interconnected vignettes which I enjoyed more than I was initially expecting
(3) Living in Exile -- an adaptation of a retelling of the Iliad
I cried a number of times in the first act -- which ends right before the Iliad actually begins (which explains why so many of the stories in the first act felt new to me). Early in the second act, I thought I wouldn't like the second act as much as I did the first, since I'm not actually a big fan of the Iliad, but the second act pulled me right along (though it is genuinely shorter than the first act).
When Patroklos begged Achilles for his armor, I wept -- held my hands in front of my face and wept, knowing what would come next. (
musesfool, I thought of you.)
I also wept during Priam in Achilles' tent, though less hard.
(1) Shakespeare's Cymbeline -- a pared-down version of a minor play (there's a good review by someone else here)
(2) The Hotel Nepenthe -- a surreal series of interconnected vignettes which I enjoyed more than I was initially expecting
(3) Living in Exile -- an adaptation of a retelling of the Iliad
I cried a number of times in the first act -- which ends right before the Iliad actually begins (which explains why so many of the stories in the first act felt new to me). Early in the second act, I thought I wouldn't like the second act as much as I did the first, since I'm not actually a big fan of the Iliad, but the second act pulled me right along (though it is genuinely shorter than the first act).
When Patroklos begged Achilles for his armor, I wept -- held my hands in front of my face and wept, knowing what would come next. (
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I also wept during Priam in Achilles' tent, though less hard.