So the good news is I don't have much to lose if I kick the bucket; the bad news is that the cancer that is growing through my head will eventually cause memory loss, blurred vision, headaches, and memory loss. During this time I will have fits of violence as well as bouts of running naked around the house while covering myself in whip cream screaming that the mutant octopus is trying to shoot me with its eye laser.

So there you have it my friends I'm about to get even more unstable as my disease progresses...









































































APRIL FOOLS!