I am severely distracted these days. It's hard to sit in front of the computer, uploading bad music for hours, when you have a wonderful boyfriend who treats you like a Goddess.

I wish you a tolerable Thursday. That's all any of us can hope for.

I know you aren't supposed to speak ill of the dead.

I'd like to run for office someday, but I'm afraid my ability to spell might give me an unfair advantage.

Orphans, dead parents, lonely children at Christmas, morose spoken word recordings, everything you love about the holidays. Move the turkey over so you can fit your head in the oven.

I remember lying down for a nap one day at about 4:00 and walking up at 11:00 the next morning.

Like every aspect of cancer I've weathered thus far, today's experience was not at all demoralizing, expensive or humiliating. No, it was just plain fun.