Tue Aug 07 2001 - Stupid tumor
Stupid tumor
Ahhhhhh, man, why me. Don't I have enough problems in my stinkin life. Argh. I swear, life ain't fair. My big bro parties every week, has crazy sex, fights with people, yet, nothing ever happens to him. Me, I stay good, I get a tumor. Man, I thought I would be done with all this nonsense. I mean, I got the surgery. My doc says I'll be taking pills for a long time. Great. I HATE PILLS. I hate em. I hate hate hate them.*SIGH* Now I remember why I stopped taking the pills, this crappy feeling. That is all. To tired, not really in the mood for typing.

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