Ugh. Just found out that a friend and former coworker's sister (who herself was the wife of a former boss who died unexpectedly four years ago at 45) has been diagnosed with breast cancer, stage as of yet undetermined, but per the information he has from her, at least 2, waiting on tests to see if it's farther along/worse/whatever.
Do not want.
Fuck cancer indeed. With a rusty chainsaw.
Please stop thanking me.
Just tell me I have pretty hair, and that will be like the secret code phrase instead.
you know what I keep doing? I keep clicking links in the archived threads. 14 year old links! no, they don't work.
My, what luscious locks Allyson has.
Good night to you and your pretty hair, Allyson.
And, just before bed, a random msbelle-related Zmayhem fact: almost every day on my way out the door, I call to Hec, "Okay, mister, I love you, buh-bye!" Not because of Mindy from the Animaniacs, which I never even saw until years after it stopped airing, but because it's a thing msbelle used to say here all the time.
Okay board, I love you, good night!
Goodnight, JZ! Love you back.
And Allyson has really pretty hair.