YAY I'M AN OFFICIAL HIPPIE.
Oh I forgot to mention, but I've mentioned it before: while I was on chemo I had a "grey-area" prescription from my doc for medical marijuana. There's a place in Vancouver called The Compassion Club that would sell you teh debbil weed if you had a medical note for it.
I took chemo every Friday, 2 weeks on 2 off, during the off weeks I was on steroids. Every chemo day I had to take a Zofran (brutal antinauseant) which inexplicably my otherwise OK CDN health care didn't pay for. $20 and we were skint back then. Also if you ran out they had to send out for them, 90 minute wait.
So this one day I'm there alone, the one time EVER, no dad, no wife. I had no Zofran. I lied: "

es, I took it." Chemolarity ensued. I drove home stopping every block to hurl out the car door. I ring up to my apartment waiting for the elevator: "roll me one". One puff, and I was fine. That stuff rules for chemo.
Since then (5 years ago) I've smoked it maybe 4-5 times. Also, whenever I smell that rubbing alcohol that they put on your arm before a blood test, I get EXTREMELY nauseous, Proust-style

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ACF pool party this summer?

I'd do it if people would show.
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