Life expectancy of the average American female

It's only fitting I start out the cancer unit in nursing with someone close to me getting diagnosed terminally.  Today of all days.  The same day I had to joke through some tears while I held K's hand as he received his last infusion of intrathecal chemo.

Yo kid that cerebrospinal fluid looks good.
I'd rather be playing video games.
Me too.
Me fucking too.

I woke up thinking my hangover was going to be the hardest part of getting through the day.  I'm just going to stop answering my phone.  I never get bad news in texts.  2012 is definitely the worst year of my life, but it's going to be a lot worse for L.  What would you do if you had 1-3 months to live and further contemplation to follow.

Wild Love

Here is a post about Alice B. Toklas and Gertrude Stein on one of the only blogs I read regularly.  I barely have time to internet anymore, so it was a really nice post to open up to.  Stein's literature holds a special place in my heart and always will.  In addition, she's a fucking rad woman.  I think I should add What is Remembered to my winter break reading list.

This weekend should be very interesting.  I am entering into a balancing act, and we all know how good I am at that.

Pop rocks, blood, and tears

In the last 24 hours: Kitty eats rat poison, boy who likes you that you don't like that way who you just told that to falls into a window ac unit, best friend breaks giant lcd television in your home.

Like whoa.
I just want to be riding my bike.