Fuck it all to hell. I'm so irritated with the world right now that I could give a damn who reads this and is offended. I just found out that my brother-in-law was diagnosed with bladder cancer. No idea where it is in the cycle but so far the prognosis looks good but so what, he shouldn't have gotten it in the first place. It feels like there's some kind of ominous presence looming above my universe these days, waiting to pounce if I let my guard down for a moment. But even with the guard up, my family is still suffering and hurting.
First Peter and India lose Graca, now Dave get's cancer, what's next? I'm going to grow a third arm out of my back?
Man, I'm fucking tired. Tired of it all and tired of being tired.

Someone stop the goddamned world. I'm getting off for a little while.