Personally, I think tying garbage bags around your head and hands is overkill.

My bedspread isn't washable. Since my bedding has to be washed every day, I'll have to throw it out.

I never have anything to talk about.

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.

Let's stop playing with ourselves and get on with the entertainment, shall we?

I can wholeheartedly apologize for not being at all sorry. And it really is the least I can do.

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.