Shit. Drew, I'm so sorry.
Zoe: Nobody's saying that, sir. Wash: Yeah, we're pretty much just giving each other significant glances and laughing incessantly.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Spike's Bitches 41: Thrown together to stand against the forces of darkness
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
juliana - Jun 26, 2008 3:31:22 pm PDT #4990 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
Tom Scola - Jun 26, 2008 3:32:48 pm PDT #4991 of 10001
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.
Oh, shit, ND. That's horrible. I'm so sorry.
Ginger - Jun 26, 2008 3:35:53 pm PDT #4992 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Shit, Drew. I'm so sorry. While I don't wish drawn out suffering on anyone, I will say that those "days to live" estimates are often wrong and there are drugs that can really slow the growth of many cancers. It sounds like it might not apply to your father, but Stage 4 is not as gloomy as it used to be. Strength to you and Kristin and your family.
Connie Neil - Jun 26, 2008 3:37:39 pm PDT #4993 of 10001
brillig
Peace to you and yours, Drew.
DebetEsse - Jun 26, 2008 3:37:52 pm PDT #4994 of 10001
Woe to the fucking wicked.
Much -ma to your whole family (of whatever sort)
omnis_audis - Jun 26, 2008 3:38:21 pm PDT #4995 of 10001
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
oh fuck! Wow!
{{{{ND and Family}}}
peace~ma for ND, PixK, and ND family.
Fuck Cancer!
ChiKat - Jun 26, 2008 3:38:30 pm PDT #4996 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
Oh, Drew. I am so sorry. Peace and ~ma to you and your family.
NoiseDesign - Jun 26, 2008 3:40:33 pm PDT #4997 of 10001
Our wings are not tired
My sister is going to call me later tonight with more news. Dad has to decide what he wants to do about treatment. It started in his lungs (never smoked in his life) and them spread to his liver and brain.
javachik - Jun 26, 2008 3:44:54 pm PDT #4998 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
Drew, that's what my grandfather had, and outside of his years in the Navy in WW2, he had never smoked either. But gramps was 90, so he felt like "somethin' was gonna get him" sooner or later. Totally different situation. I am just so sorry.
sj - Jun 26, 2008 3:47:32 pm PDT #4999 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
(((((ND, Kristin, and family))))) I'm so sorry.