(1) Since the swelling glands thingy under my chin isn’t quite gone yet, my doctor sent me to book an ultrasound. I also had my first blood test in 8 years this afternoon…
…and buggering all, it’s left the most hideous & sore bruise-slash-clot mark on the inside crease of my left arm. I swear, it looks as if I was slashed in a bar fight!
But bless the nice lab tech who took my blood — I barely felt the needle enter my arm. I’m guessing the ugly sore is the trade-off for such kindness. Fate: always guaranteed to bitch slap you, left and right…
(2) Tomorrow night is the school prom…which means, I’ll be expecting only 2 or 3 of my senior students in class, as most of them rush off to spend the day having their hair done, having facials, peels and scrubs…plucking and shaving and waxing themselves to within an inch of their lives…
…and that’s just the boys!
Can it really be 14 YEARS since my prom? When I look back at the photos of that night, I can barely believe I’m the same person as the tall, thin, aviator sunglass-wearing, tux-clad boy from May 1992 — staring back at me across the gulfs of time and space.
Back then, in the misty dawn of history, did I even consider what I might be doing in May of 2006? Life has certainly moved me in unexpected directions since that time…and yes, cliche is correct: it WAS a more carefree time…
Still…enough of being maudlin…or else I shall simply seek out the nearest McDonalds and comfort myself with so-bad-it’s-good food! 
