a bloody bugger

while wandering nagoya we thought we'd donate blood. i've long wanted to in japan, but missed the clinic at my school. as it turns out, they don't even want my blood! anyone having been in europe for longer than 6 months is rejected on account of mad cow disease. so strict! in canada they're only worried about england from 1980-1996. they gladly took cleo's blood, however. the photo here is of Yamaguchi Sensei bashfully translating for cleo all the unnervingly personal questions that come along with blood donation. neither cleo or i are shy at all, so it brought a grin to my face seeing how he reacted to having to ask his students (i was questioned after cleo) whether they've slept with multiple partners in the past year; do they have any veneral diseases; have they ever had gay sex....

at the end of the day, i may be mad - but that didn't come from the beef. well, i guess this means there won't be any sick japanese kids running around with a little piece o' jesse coursing through their veins. upon reflection, is this really a bad thing?