oh how time...is a son of a cock-loving whore
Well, since I haven't written anything since I started chemo, I figure now is as good a time as any to put something out into the void. I don't even know if anyone still reads this, but what the hell. As of three weeks ago, I finished chemo. Yes, yes, parades and laughter all around. Now I have six weeks of radiation ahead...that's if they ever get their heads out of their asses and get it started already. I have a deep affection for the oncology nurses and chemo people...they are amazing and I couldn't ask for nicer people. Radiation people on the other hand, are fucking douchebags apparently and I can tell already that I will be having regular arguments with these people. Other than that, everything is going smoothly and I'm on my way to being cancer free. When this is all said and done, I will be throwing a "Cancer Free for You and Me Bonanza" to which I will get plastered and laugh at the fact that I managed to squeak out yet another year of existance in defiance of that which tried to kill me(which I will also be celebrating this weekend on a smaller scale as it is my birthday, yippie skippy, horray for me).
It seems that life, as I thought sucked to begin with, did in fact reach it's lowest point this summer, now seems to be looking up. I have a job now in Washington, D.C. And no, I will not be converting to the Redskins as I feel they are evil and Satan dressed in tights and a helmet. Speaking of which, my Steelers play tonight and I am so happy I could just pee myself.
Must go. Talk to you all again in another six months.
It seems that life, as I thought sucked to begin with, did in fact reach it's lowest point this summer, now seems to be looking up. I have a job now in Washington, D.C. And no, I will not be converting to the Redskins as I feel they are evil and Satan dressed in tights and a helmet. Speaking of which, my Steelers play tonight and I am so happy I could just pee myself.
Must go. Talk to you all again in another six months.