Saw My Chem this weekend. That was some dark, Brechtian shit. Good times... good times... Really suited my mood nicely. Properly theatrically cathartic.
Artaudaste, Gerard Way... the Art School Kid in me greets the Art School Kid in you.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Saw My Chem this weekend. That was some dark, Brechtian shit. Good times... good times... Really suited my mood nicely. Properly theatrically cathartic.
Artaudaste, Gerard Way... the Art School Kid in me greets the Art School Kid in you.
I have 2 friends (one from here, one from college) having surgical procedures today to remove cancer (breast and endometrial). Tim's second biopsy is next week. I'm just really fucking sick of fucking goddamn cancer.
Totally unrelated: out of all the electrolyte/hydration products out there, my favorite is DripDrop Hydration's lemon lime flavor. Tastes like Country Time lemonade. I should sit in the rocking chair on the front porch and sip on my electrolytes, like we did in the good old days.
Okay, but good news: I just heard back from my OB/GYN; she said that in May I was tested for HPV (Tim's cancer is HPV-positive) and my results were negative. So that's a plus.
That is good news.
My good news is that it was going to take until October for me to see a neuro in our new health system, but on Saturday they had a cancelation, and now my appointment is today.
That's very good news, Dana!
Woo negativity! Hooray cancellations!