You would think that when a close friend has it confirmed that her father has inoperable cancer in a rare (read: poorly researched and effectively untreatable) form, that I’d have some sage “here’s how I coped” advice.

fucked by mortality

I really don’t.

I posted this in January 2007 during week 1713.

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