Bloody Monday

What a nice way to start the week…lose blood…lots a lots of blood. As far as I can remember I was never really frightened by the site of blood. Even as a child I would be the one volunteering to dissect a frog holding it with both hands and slicing it into two –sadistic? Nah, someone needs to do it. Come to think of it, I think that started it all. Why I ended up taking a medical course. In college we would skin a cadaver until all muscles are visible and would study it as if it was never alive. Enough of the flashback!

So what does blood have to do with my Monday? I just lost a couple of CCs, donated to a friend’s father. Hmmmm perfect… a Bloody Holy Monday.