- My father has been diagnosed with leukemia. It doesn’t get any easier each time I say it or type it…but I’m not bawling hyterically right now which I was earlier.
- Ironically, I hope he gets the hairy cell type. He is an odd man and would appreciate having that type because of its name. I want him to have that one because the survival rate is much higher.
- In other news, I hate most of my co-workers. They are rude, self centered, and stupid. One has convinced herself that Halloween is evil and that all Obama supporters are unemployed or rich. Apparently, she forgot that I am an Obama supporter.