Nothing cancerous looking in the areas they looked at, yay!

No, literally.
Well, metaphorically, it is kind of fun, as I usually find it, to slide in and out of a big torus. Viz:


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I have a bunch of LJ entries I've been composing mentally, but haven't done posted a thing... Well, heck with performance anxiety, so what if I'm not-so-entertaining, perhaps. If you're bored, yer bored, you will of course skim or skip, dear reader. So, why worry too much? I tell myself. Here goes.

Actually I think I'll be copacetic with hitting my ( Read more... )

Gee. and OMFGoodness. It's been some while since my last post. Hi.

I am moved to do so because my fabulous pandora.com station (programmed for early, short form funk and soul, exemplified by Sly and the Family Stone) just produced some Al Green. It was one of the songs played by the radiation techs as they zapped my lymphoma into oblivion. Full of ( Read more... )

Well no, that's actually my back. Well, more a deep pink. Yi!

Went to the annual WOW Cafe Theatre retreat - WOW is both a physical theater space, and a collective, anarchist of a sort, of women and trans people. I feel it was a very good retreat, went pretty darn smoothly and in a gorgeous location ( Read more... )

Hey, I realize maybe I don't have to feel guilty about not feeling automatically overjoyed to be relieved of my immediate cancer menace. Cause, I live with this thing called clincal depression. Which kinda shmooshes down joy, alot.

So, uh, Maybe I can let go of at least one guilt about what I oughta be doing or in this case, feeling. ;) Yay.

Well, you may be accustomed to this announcement by now... Or if you aren't, brace yourself, it's almost certainly news you'll hear sooner or later.*

Fortunately, my own variety is extremely mild and treatable. It's the least threatening version of a huge danger. :)


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