age: 29 (Nov 21, 1978)
MEMBER SINCE: September 2005
occupation: Lifesaver
fantasy: To be happy with wherever life takes me.
heroes: My Aunts
most humbling moment: Becoming a father
body mods: Tats, no piercings
into: Recycling, Running, Swimming, and Seeing the positive in any situation.
makes me happy: Stella the Mutant Chihuahua, Peanut Butter, Vacation, Tuesdays, Recycling Bins, Good people,. ZAC, Big Man
sign: Wood Horse, Scorpio
crush: A 5'11" lefthanded, four-eyed, bandana-wearing female tattooist, with short green hair, who insists on wearing a purple wifebeater, and baggy jeans. And refuses to tattoo me.
i lost my virginity: to my son's mother
stats: I'm here
So, my aunt called a few months back and said her husband was not feeling well. My dad just told me that my uncle has been diagnosed with brain, lung, bone and liver cancers. They expect he may only live a few more months. They wanted to have him do chemo, but he asked "Why? On what? I'm going to die anyway and if you treat everything at once the chemo will kill me." We are now trying to come to grips with his condition and my aunt is making all her arrangements for his passing. My cousin has even returned from Ireland, she has been estranged from her dad since 2002. It's sad that it took near death for her to reconsile with him.




















Lee