The doctor said I was too pale yesterday.

I'll feel better when the test results come in. Actually, I felt fine, save for some blood sugar related symptoms, until he said that and rattled off nearly half a dozen c-words. None of which sounded highly survivable.

I'm hoping it was scare tactics to get me to lose weight. Sad thing is, if i could, I would have by now. :p

That, plus all the things I have to do around the house before the holiday, and all the things I have to do at work today, conspired to toss my ass out of bed at 3:45 a.m. And all I hear in my head is a horrible quote from a TV show last night, "old people don't need a lot of sleep." :p

At least I got the dishwasher filled and running.