Warm thoughts goin out to you Bri.

hi bri. keep writing. i won't say anything stupid like i know how you feel, because i don't. but i do feel for you. as always, we're here for you.

and tell the boys to put the damn tree up. it is important to you whether you realize it or not.

It's Vista, it may be incompatible with the sound hardware.

If the new computer has the same size and shape hole for your old keyboard, you can use the old keyboard with it.

Ah. what should I do? buy new speakers that say they are compatible with the vista? I know that sounds obvious and dumb, but, I mean, is there such a thing as that?

Hey Brianna, it's alright to feel this way and to tell us about it. Actually, it's great that you tell us about it. We care about you.

Just keep moving forward. Do what needs doing, whether you feel motivated or not. You'll get through this.

It's more the computer itself, rather than the speakers. Who made the computer? Was that a custom job too?

Bri, I'm just another one chipping in to say we're here for you. I read what you write, feel for you, wish I could do more. Keep on keepin' on, and Yes, ask the boys to put up the tree for you this year. It's the least they can do.

I understand it. Whenever someone at work starts chemo, they are transfered to my department.
Usually they miss time, sometimes a little, sometimes a lot. But either way, when they are there, they crave human contact.

They experience being talked about in hushed whispers on the outside and sometimes even at home. People pity and patronize them, when they really just want to be accepted as someone with a problem, not a pariah. Talking about their sickness allows them to reinforce they are still a human being, with all that implies, not a rotting carcase to be tolerated.

No matter what you're seeing in the mirror, Bri... I know it's still you in there, baby. You feel like shit, but you're still that irascible bitch we all love. :love:

Ditto.


Crack open a bottle of Bailey's Irish Cream, put on "Santa Claus Conquers The Martians", and remember, we love you.

Or "Pass The Ammo," if you get tired of that Conquers the Martians theme song. Tim Curry's (yeah, that Tim Curry) an evil televangelist.

Sometimes xoB just nails it, you know?

Keep on keeping on Bri. This is giving me flashbacks to when Mom went through it back in the eighties. Tough times.

Had a friend from Leicester down the last two days, Bri. She has some sort of chemo every week (have said before I don't understand exactly what, sorry) and she sympathised with what I told her you were going through physically.

But more than that, she had a friend die on Sunday of cancer. It was actually faster than anyone expected but Teri has been going through it with Anna for a few years now, and known she was terminal for a year. After Anna's diagnosis (recurrence and a prognosis of 18 months max) she sat down her friends and said, "STOP treading on eggshells around me. I'm still me. Ask how I am if you want, tell me about the plans you're making for your silver anniversary in 2 years, tell me about you - I know I have a limited time but I am still me!"

And that's you. Except you're not terminal. You're ill, that's all. It's a really shitty stick to be hit with, but it's not like you were born stupid or something fatal like that, right? The day you start posting about how Ann Coulter not only talks a lot of sense but is also really attractive in a ladyboy kinda way is the day you get my real sympathy.

I'd give you a patronising rub on your fluffy little fledgling head any day.