I saw my lungs today.

They're doing pretty well. They looked a little white and blue and transparent. The lady in the know said that that is how they are supposed to look. I asked, "they look alright eh? Nothing blatantly wrong?" to which she replied, "I'm no radiologist. He will look them over and let you know."

Secretly I hope they come back and tell me that I had better quit smoking right now otherwise I'm going to die.

And if that were to happen, secretly I hope that I'd trust them.

I was also supposed to get an ECG done and give blood, but there were 30+ people in the room seemingly waiting to do the same thing. So I said fuck that I'll come back Thursday at 7:30am and hopefully bypass the line. It just wasn't possible for me to spend the whole morning sitting around waiting. There is work to be done after all!

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For those of you that aren't aware, I'm a big fan of "amateur" art. I've got 3 or 4 people on my list of bloggers/artists who I would love to have paint/draw me something... it's really just a matter of saving enough money to make it worthwhile for them. A lot of people I know would question whether or not that would be a good use of my money, you know, but I honestly believe that creativity and its associated skills deserve to be rewarded. AND there is just something so awesome about having a unique piece of work created specifically for someone, by someone...especially when for all intents-and-purposes the two people are almost complete strangers! I love that the internet allows this to happen, and I can't wait until I can get my first one! :P

The following is a portrait by a woman I'm going to have the great pleasure of meeting in a few weeks. She is by no means an amateur (as you can see). Rarely am I genuinely this impressed by anything (outside of music).

Portrait by Melissa Breault