my mother just came over to advise me against donating blood to the victims of the quake. when i grunted my acknowledgement of her nagging, she somehow got it into her head that i had gone ahead and donated blood already. she began her usual argument of mysterious karmic cycles that will lead to me getting a tainted needle and contracting some fatal disease. to this i replied that if karmic cycles did exist why the hell would i get this sort of rotten karma since i haven't done anything wrong. she then cooked up some scenario of me getting pricked by an unsterilized needle because the nurses were overwhelmed by the sheer number of donors.
well, if it's my turn to die there really isn't a way to get out of the line, is there? fucking annoying, especially so when i have a headache and someone still insists on bludgeoning my head with absolute nonsense even if it's out of good intentions.
our day will come.
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