riotheclown

I have learned that I am very lucky. A friend's husband had NHL and was free of symptom's for many years, just starting chemo for a recurrence.

So, I should not complain so much. Right?

I went out and bought myself some NEW clothes, not from Sally Ann's but from a real clothing store. Hey, my birthday is coming and I've got my annual cancer check, how many excuses do I need to buy clothes probably made by human slaves in an impoverished country?

Gawd I am a kill joy.

I look good. Not because I have to, to justify my space as a "woman".

Really?

I mean I made my own deodorant. I am righteous. I am green. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAh.