Christ.

Would it kill you to cut me some slack here? I'm talking to you people upstairs, come on.

I had an amazing fucking day today, hanging out with my pals, taking pictures, singing Violent Femmes off-key, and honking for peace.
And then, I come home tonight, and I check my email, and my uncle has cancer.

Fucking sweet.

Why is my family all getting sick? If that's the case, it can't be looking too good for me, right? God, I hate being paranoid about my health.

I need to get the fuck out of here for awhile. I need a vacation.