Duke
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I hate the 13 hour day I have ahead of me. Gross
That's overkill.

I hate that my father is going through chemo and is just wasting away. He's 5'3" and has worn the same size 32 pants since high school. He did not have a lot of body mass to lose and now he's getting so thin. The really hard part is that, unlike my mother who went through chemo and had a mastectomy in 2011, I just don't see him coming out of the other side of this alive. I hate that he most likely will go through all this pain and it all not matter one damned bit.
Sorry to hear that, man.

I haven't been in the politics threads in a while, but that's because I no longer have the time to keep up or get angry at circular arguments.
I'm trying to make the most of my time on this earth, trying to go big and not be afraid to do things. My aforementioned friend passed away earlier this year. He was 31. I'm 29. It's extremely unlikely, but you never know when it's your time.