Faintly Wednesday

It's not as warm as I feared it would be, but it is warm enough. Sunday put a big summer scare into me.

I did not ride Monday or Tuesday. I did not do anything.

Today? Today I got on the bike to accomplish four things:

1. Mail bill payments & birthday cards. (a day late)
2. Do labs.
3. Get cigarettes
4. Pick up Rolodex from work. (forgot my login stuff for work email, already!)

At the lab the tech stuck me, then nothing was coming out, so she called another tech over to advise her what to do. I fainted. It was very embarrassing. After I woke up they put me on the bed, then did the lab. Then they told me I had to do a urine sample, too. I kind of wish they had told me that YESTERDAY when I called to see what I had to do labs for, since maybe I would have drunken some more liquids before I got there! Well!

I put 9.91 miles on the bike, Jamis, which sorely needs to have its worn-out chain oiled.

I watched Perry Mason movies from the 30s the rest of the day. They were quite entertaining. Frank Faylen(It's A Wonderful Life, The Many Loves Of Dobie Gillis) was in one of them, The Case Of The Stuttering Bishop. All the Perry Mason movies I saw today were filmed in the 1930s, and it occurs to me that my mother may have seen them when she was a girl, perhaps at the Del Rey Theatrer in Seaside, although Cinema Tresures implies it is not quite that old. I see the The Case Of The Howling Dog was published in 1934, for example, and made into a movie in 1934. That is fast work!

I cashed in the cans after the Perry Mason movies were finished, then I drove to two libraries (El Cajon and La Mesa) to stock up on books for the holiday weekend. Six mysteries, and one science fiction. I just hope my eyes hold out!