minutes after friday's lost day at chernobyl. a big black radiated sausage fetus. all tar and no feather #trifelife http://t.co/U2IJI65ha8

R2-D2 for the cancer set http://t.co/4iSqaFmn4h

breakfast of cancerions. now that's something yummy for my tummy. i should stop complaining, i could be eating shit. http://t.co/dQ5bfq6rUD

celebrated my 5th day of chemo by throwing up. tmrw comes the awesome radiation. i simply lay in the fetal position and feel the burn. #ummm

one of my doctors looks like he's just finished eating a bean bag chair. he's a bit self assured (or maybe he's just sitting inside himself.

there's been no procedure, just the prep. the worst is yet (a monster's ball of chemo/radiation & transplant). no mend in sight, only bones.

doc said that all should go well with my treatment & breaks out. then comes back and asks "did anyone tell you you've got a heart aneurysm?"

got a horse right here, the name's paul revere and here's a guy that says that the weather's clear. can do, this guy says the horse can do

when you turn off the lights in a hospital room... you feel like an accident waiting to happen? #fading to dark http://t.co/X7dJNL1w2R

got my picc line installed earlier today ( http://t.co/hbDKP8053Y ) so, let it drip. http://t.co/GG4LTGgaWw

step 2. practice my prison gaze (for later use on those unsuspecting chemo peddlers. shrugs are us http://t.co/5EIWlTmmM2

step 1. preemptive cut http://t.co/1rz9vYFAtO

i'll be shaving off all my hair (after i go get this pizza. haven't had a hair cut in like 20 years and i figure a baldy needs mozzarella.

went to a radiation oncologist (weds). he looked like an indian hobbit. his best question? "did they tell you this could make you sterile?"

if you haven't heard... i got that doctor leuk, that bone jones, that blood cancer (cmml). it's got an itchy trigger finger. word to rife.