It’ll Grow Back, Right?


I have a buzz cut. The end. My hair started falling out about 6 days ago on Monday. I was brushing my hair before work and the hair just...stayed in the brush. My hair has gotten pretty long lately (I've been growing it out for about 2 years) so I was pulling out entire handfuls... Continue Reading →

They Don’t Have Cancer


Long story short: I've felt like shit over the past few days. My entire mouth hurt until today (who knew that was a thing) and everything I ate tasted really tart, including water. I feel like I've been hit by a truck, and I've thrown up a couple times. Walks around the block are a... Continue Reading →

Cirque du Sylvia


I've had my cat Sylvia for a little over a year, and she's just a dream. She's a short hair ginger tabby who gives zero fucks. My partner Deejay swings her around the living room and squishes her constantly, and she just sits there with a blank look on her face; I can't even tell... Continue Reading →

Pre-Chemo-Brain


I start chemotherapy on Thursday and I'm feeling rather restless in the meantime. My partner Deejay and I went on a Costco/Fred Meyer run (disinfecting wipes, Purell, soap, more soap, blah blah sanitary blah my immune system is gonna be garbage) this weekend and spent a while cleaning up the apartment. And by that I... Continue Reading →

Raindrops, Roses, Whiskers, Kittens


I had surgery yesterday! I think, though I cannot confirm, that I was a very brave boy. I don't think I mentioned in my previous post that I have several tests and procedures to undergo before I can begin chemo. Yesterday's procedure included a lymph node removal and a port placement. I'll explain: I had... Continue Reading →

A Long Awaited Update


It's strange to finally be blogging again (after almost two years) when I have such unexpected, shitty news. But here I am, here we are, and here we go: I was recently diagnosed with stage four lymphoma. I'd been really sick since March, constantly throwing up, feeling nauseas, and missing work. I underwent all kinds... Continue Reading →

Diary Sessions: Part 1


When I was last visiting my parents in April, I brought all my old diaries back with me and realized...they're kinda amazing. I was in such torment over everything. Now, I don't want to invalidate the feelings I had as a kid, because I went to a small school full of awful little children being awful to each other... Continue Reading →

A Few Fuck-Yous…


...Brought to you by international air and train travel. 1. Fuck you for wearing your skunk perfume on a plane (also on the train...I'm looking at you, passengers of renfe who showered in old man cologne). I'm glad you're making an effort to smell good but we're all hurtling through the sky in a coke... Continue Reading →

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