Last night, Deb, Dexter's sister said, "stay tuned for another episode of what the fuck." I love her character. She swears more than any woman on the silver screen. And I love the F word. So does she.
Yesterday, Dr Teeth called to let us know the cancer was contained, no positive nodes. This is the best ever news.
Today I actually brought my laptop to the dining room table because I'm serious about working. I have a towering pile of poetry to re-insert into my new computer. Never ever forget to back up your work.
From here almost all the leaves are on the ground.
Relentless, the great cycle.
6 comments:
Well you know how much I love to say Fuck. Jesus. I say it all the time.
SO, SO, SO glad to hear the good, great news! The fucking awesome news.
The cycle is relentless. That's a perfect way to put it.
Dear Moon. Yes, fuck, yes.
Even tho my daughter tsk's me when I swear in front of Milo.
May he grow up to be a swearin' kind of guy. In spite of his grandma.
Fuck, great news! You need to go to Ireland, these over the top catholics swear all the time smiling and crossing themselves. I learnt my best swear words there.
Hooray for best ever news. And it all really is just a great big what-the-fuck...nobody knows what happens next. xo
And lightning bonus round:
Dexter and Deb are married in real life.
xo
Dexter and Deb are divorced now in real life.
Cancer contained. Praise science and the human body.
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