Well, we, The Trio, decided that one of us should write about their life and how their day went.  This should be pretty long too, to keep you busy. well, when the question arose of  "who " should write about their day, none of us wanted too. so I discovered the down side to being a non-vampire in a group of two vampires. when I told them I wouldn't write it, Marius made a rather graphic display of eating a tomato, and Ellen simply smiled at me while letting her fangs grow... so, erm.. here's  my day....

well, first off, let me describe my life. I am a very normal, friendly person, well, actually I had a slight mountain biking accident about a week ago, you know, I kinda hit my head without a helmet...

well, first off, let me describe my life. I am a very normal, friendly person, well, actually I had a slight mountain biking accident about a week ago, you know, I kinda hit my head without a helmet...

otherwise I'm normal. I live in an apartment in the city, which is very cheap for a 12 room apartment. well, actually it started out as a four room apartment, but then I bought myself some dividing walls. so now I have a 12 room apartment. each room is about 1m long and wide, except for my bedroom, that’s 1.5 by 1.5. so I also sleep in the guest room.

you know, I'm a very helpful person. I was walking down the street, and I saw this car, with the headlights burning. and you know how it is, you get off of work, get in your car, and then it won't start. so, being the helpful person that I am, I whipped out my lil' notepad, and stuck a note under the wiper saying " you left the lights on."

I'm personally starting to go bald now, happens to everyone, you know, but before it used to happen when your around 45-50.. well, now it's happening to every age group, I mean, I walk down the street and see kids that are like 13 and they don't have a single hair on their head! I mean, gosh, what'll happen to them when they turn 50, will they start loosing their skin?!

but you know, society isn’t helping any either. let's take the coleges at work. their jokes...

There's other problems with life too, like for example, you go to the store, buy your 12 items or less, get to the counter, and there’s a line from there to the back of the store. I mean, by the time you get out, it's like, the yogurt's expiration date already passed!    or the post office. there's thousands of people there, and of the 20 counters, 1's open. sheesh, I met a 85 year old woman there who told me it was half as bad as it looked, and time would pass quickly. she also told me that she was 16 when she got in line...

Things kinda got lonely in my 12 room apartment, so I bought myself a mixed breed, German shepherd and Doberman. their soo cute as puppies! I had it riding around in my shirt pocket for three months. ( I have big pockets.) I just love that dog, he obeys every word you say .for example, when we're out walking and I call, " you gonna come or what?!" he either comes or does something else... but he understood what " go get em!" meant with 1 month already. that's part of the reason I stopped carrying him in my pocket. I accidentally said " go get him!" to a friend who was to shy to ask a guy out. well, life hasn’t been the same since my rib count went down by 1... but at least my dog liked it... we even share my bed sometimes. space was a problem at first ( I mean, this puppy grew to the size of a calf) but now that I bought a 7 foot bed I have to say the foot end Is a lot more comfortable. (I just whish she wouldn't hog the blankets and growl every time I move...)

Hey, I found a 50 dollar bill, anyone lose it?

Yhea, me.

Ha! Got you now! it's 2 20's and a 10.

maybe it fell apart when it hit the floor....

you know, we had a beautiful ming vase for many generations...       my generation broke it...

I have a little cousin named jack . he's pretty cute. you know, I made a cake while he was there. I left him alone with it for 2 hours. when I came back it was gone. when I asked him where it went he said he gave it to a poor, hungry boy. when I asked him for the name of the boy he said jack... hmm... they kind banned him from the public swimming pool. when I asked why they said because he kept peeing in it. so what I said, all kids do that, to which they responded that " not from the diving board they don't" hmm.. but I have to admit, it is kinda funny. the pool had this bar, that’s next to it, the side of the pool being the wall, made of glass. and every now and then you see this little cloud of ripples forming around a swimmer... I'll tell ya, nothing ruins your dinner better...

I went to the doctor today... not really my favorite thing to do, you know, a random test to see if I was okay... but who likes to go to the doctor? I got there at 8:00 am. Walked up to the secretary, smiling, she smiled back, then politely ignored the fact I existed for ten minutes while she talked to another patient. Then, we had this dialog:

" what can I do for you?"

" I’m here for a checkup, and need some blood tested as well."

" the doctor will see you shortly. Please wait."

Okay... well, I go into the waiting room. Of course all the seats are taken. Logical. And of course half the people are dying from some disease or another, hacking, coughing or sneezing their brains out. Of course the usual baby in a crowd that wont stop crying, slowly driving everyone over the edge wasn’t missing either.

Did I mention you have to be somber ( not having eaten anything for the past 24 hours, or drinking anything in the past 6) for a blood test? Well, now I did.

So there I am in the room, looking around, instantly seeing a skeleton in the corner. Mustabeen some poor guy they forgot to call out... by the end of the visit I felt pretty similar...

So I decided to read a magazine. After all, its free, so why pass up? Here are some of the articles I read:

" The First Man on the Moon is an American"

" John F. Kennedy: yesterdays dramatic assassination leaves America shocked."

" first color TV set hits the market"

I could have gone on, but then the nurse came in. Anticipating I was next I got up. She didn’t call me. The same thing repeated until 10:30, after even the baby fell asleep, and I was starting to feel homicidal.

" The doctor will see you now."

To myself " there is a god"

Well, I was in the doctors office for about 5 minutes. After I got dressed again, I asked about the blood test. He told me the nurse would do it shortly.

The waiting room, being semi empty when I left, had somehow refilled in those 5 minutes... I was the last to be called, developing cannibalistic tendencies, wondering how the baby might taste when rubbed in garlic... well, let’s not go there...

At any rate, she sat me down with a big smile, told me it wouldn’t hurt at all, and then jammed a needle into my arm, the smile growing just a little more twisted.

" oops... sorry about that..."

and in the needle went again, this time in the right spot. After sitting there for five minutes, her smile still in place, draining gallon upon gallon out of me, each time she inserted a new container shoving the needle just a few inches deeper, myself all the while fantasizing about where I would stick that needle if she wouldn’t stop soon.

" all done."

" ...... whew....."

"oh.. I need to take some blood from your finger.. its a different kind of blood, so we do different tests with it."