Gabe writing about chemo/dying reminds me of an email I sent him last year.

I spent 10 days in the hospital for my last round of (unsuccessful) chemo, which led to the beginning of dialysis. I was pretty much fine with everything on an emotional level, but I definitely did have one of those “stare out the window” moments. About 90 seconds into it I thought “….NICKELBACK LYRICS” (a la Jack) and laughed for about a minute. Now, what was SUPPOSED to be a hilarious, heartwarming email to Gabe turned into an awkward email that translated into “hey, some vital organs of mine started working but it’s OK because you make fun of a show I like and I like that too.” Probably creeped him out, but his reply was nice.

I’m great now, though. Got a transplant. Super healthy. Running regularly for the first time since high school.

Oh, and chemo jokes are hilarious if you’ve been through it. My two friends with testicular cancer and I will occasionally laugh about chemo/fertility clinics/horrible chemo roommates.

Richard Heene’s great mistake was that he didn’t pretend to send his kid higher. Fake balloon ride = jail. Fake heaven trip = book deal.

Ugh. My town. I promise most of us in Lexington are awesome, laid-back people who are accepting etc etc. But I have no idea who let these guys in

Too bad this didn’t come out like 7 months ago or we could be all “Release the Krackoon,” amirite guys?

Fuckin’ internets, how do they work?

Seriously though, go here to soak up some Lost-related LOLs — http://twitpic.com/photos/nedroid