Everything was going great... living in Chicago... had a couple jobs, getting ready to go school...
Went to visit my parents, decided to go to the doctor, he found something he called an infection. after a couple months of letting him give me antibiotics for no reason, I went to a specialist. Long story short, I have cancer.

Currently I'm living back with my lady back in my old state. Yes, she indulges, as well. We moved into a higher rent apartment because its like a block or two from the hospital.

Cancer is my full time job... but I don't get paid anything.

Cannabis has always been both a medicine and a method of recreation. I've used for therapy and I longer am depressed all the time(high or not). Now I use it because... to quote Jack Herer, "Cannabis makes the difference between someone dying of cancer, and living with cancer." That is exactly how I feel, and what it has done for me. Not to mention when I go through chemo, I've got that vape hose stapled to my face so I can stomach some food.

My goal, as soon as I'm done with this next round of chemo / radiation, is to take these pro camera operation / editing / sound mixing classes at the local public television / radio station. If you do 3 hours of community service per class, it's free... so I'm all into it. Not that I really need it... but it'll look more credible on a resume... that and my short stint with the Irish American Heritage Center in Chicago. Those people were awesome. I was doing some hours there for the man when I got busted... and a week after they let the courthouse know I had done all my hours, i recieved a check in the mail for $200 bucks. Hell yeah... last time I did recycling for my community service... and all I got was day old newspapers.

I guess I should thank the Catholics for that O of some of the best herb I had while in Chicago.

In ten years I'm either doing lab work in the field somewhere remote where there are no people. Some environmental scientist position... anyways. Either that or working as a camera man / soundmixer / etc., depending on what happens with this cancer shit.

Damn, that long post calls for a vape rip...