The power to blog is not with me these days. I've been working too much, still recovering from being sick, and not sleeping well and by extension... not eating great and making poor choices. My choices. CHOICES. omg, no one is holding a gun to my head telling me to eat more.
I found out today that a friend has been given 1 year before he will succumb to his cancer. He has already had half his soft palette and lower jaw removed to try and eradicate the cancer. Despite all of this, he has a better attitude about life then I do right now..... Which really means I need to get my head out my asshole and start remembering to enjoy my life and stop thinking that its so damn hard.
He will never eat another meal in his life. So I have no excuses for complaining about how "eating right" is difficult.
Life can be a real bitch sometimes. But I have to remember to grab that bitch and spank her over my knee and send her on her way. Life is fucking great for me, I don't have anything to complain about.