I know I'm almost never on here anymore, but I wrote something that I need feedback on, and I can't think of anywhere else to ask where they would actually understand how important this is to me ( Read more... )

I really fail at updating here ( Read more... )

My lung surgery (for the left side) is today at 7 am. It's 4:30am right now. I'm definitely pulling an all-nighter. By the time I got sleepy I would only get a couple hours of sleep, and I'm going to be sleeping for most of the next week anyway ( Read more... )

I got a CT scan of my chest done a couple days ago to prep for the lung surgery on January 10th. I got a call today about the results ( Read more... )

Er. Sorry to anyone who only hears about me through my LJ. I just never think about LJ these days. I don't really know why ( Read more... )

I have cancer again ( Read more... )

Dear hospital,

You are all fucktards.

Okay. I know things have to be rescheduled sometimes. It happens. Which is why I didn't mind rescheduling an MRI because suddenly MRIs aren't done on Fridays. Fine. Whatever.

I'm not going to be quite as understanding when I got a call last night saying that everything was rescheduled for this week. And, oh ( Read more... )

Mandy and I went to Red Lobster today because we got a gift card a while back and were too lazy to make our own food. There was about a twenty minute wait, so we were sitting on a bench by the tank of lobsters (which is a little depressing. Sorry, soon-to-be-dead lobster.) A little girl and her brother came up to look at the lobsters and this ( Read more... )

Dear world ( Read more... )

Dear self:

You did good by sucking it up and asking if something was going on. Now you just need to develop the balls to ask him if that shit he's going through that he just doesn't know about is secret boy code for saying "the problem is you".