Dear sunshine.

6.05 AM

A little too early.. Even for me.

Hello, hello, good morning dear 'ol sunshine Syringe! Why, I think this is our first meeting for 2011! And more to come, I believe.
Dear heaven, I wish we will not. I don't think my poor little arm can take more of your bite. Please, have mercy. Leave me be, at least for a year, will ya?

Syringe: No can do, ma'am. I'm truly sorry, I am just a plain Syringe, if it's just me, I, too, don't want to scar your beautiful, soft, glowing skin.

Eeeeep!
No, I'm not doing drugs. Having your blood drawn every six (if you're lucky) or three (if you're not) months can do that to you. The price you pay for being a little bit unfortunate in the health department, it seems.