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The following post is a summary of my own opinions, and only my own opinions. Anything written to be understood as factual is a product of my own understanding, and is written solely by me, with no reference to any outside source aside from the link to the article - note however that much of this information will closely resemble information found on various other sites. I will stress firstly that I have no desire to sway anyone's opinion, or infringe on any rights of any person or organization. I am passionate about people, and I hate sickness. This alone is my inspiration for writing this. Dammit, this kind of crap makes me so mad. Debunking Cancer Myths on MSN.com. I don't care who tells you what, cancer is a preventable disease. Do some research sometime for yourself, investigate where cancer actually comes from - our body manufactures it, our entire lives, and our immune system keeps it under control. That's what the immune system does, that's its purpose - to keep us from becoming sick, or to fix us when we do get sick. Cancer occurs naturally when our immune system is too busy fighting off all the other poisons we are exposed to (in our food, in our air, in our water). So when we stop putting the crap in our bodies, living in toxic environments, and start actually questioning why we're the sickest country in the world (might I also add that we consume more than two-thirds of the world's pharmaceutical products - and yes, still the sickest, fattest country), only then will we start to see a change, and have finally found a "solution" for cancer. Forget "cure", it's a dead word and it's wholly owned by the modern-medical world. If we could finally tune in and start "preventing" disease, we would have no need for cures. And yeah, it's true - I'm not a doctor, but I'm also not an idiot. When 4 out of 5 people in the country are dying from heart disease or cancer, it's time to wake up. Remove the blinders and start asking questions. We are a farm. We are cultivating disease, and spending billions of dollars to then cure it. Why would we do that? Curing diseases is profitable; it generates more money than any other industry in the country. A father would give his own life to obtain medicine that will cure cancer in his son, daughter or wife; why then would he not give all of his money? (BECAUSE I NEED TO WRITE THIS TO PROTECT MYSELF: I make no claims, whatsoever, to the validity of the information in this posting. I take no responsibility for any loss that may occur as a result of this information. I am not a doctor, nor do I claim to be one. I will say however, that I am concerned about the state of this country and its people - please, do some research, come to your own conclusions. It's a free country, take advantage of that.)

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Thought this story deserved blogification: My wife and I have cell phones, and we have unlimited mobile-to-mobile minutes, so we talk pretty well every day at least at some point. We have been having a problem with her phone, where when she is talking to someone, it will disconnect. And it's not the cell phone service, because she can be sitting in a high-service area, and not move, and it will disconnect - this happens in almost every conversation that lasts over five minutes, and it frustrates me (and her) every time it happens. The other day I was driving on the interstate and trying to call to check my voicemail, but I was in a dead zone so I couldn't get a good signal. Then a couple of minutes later, I got in, and while checking messages I got an incoming call from my wife which I answered. We talked for a few minutes when all of a sudden I heard the *bloopity bloop* sound which means we were disconnected. I held the phone out in front of me and yelled at it - but this was no ordinary yell. It was more of an opera singing yell, and it went like "PIEEEECE OF CRAP TELEPHOOOOOONE!". After my solo, I looked at the phone and the display said: "Call Time: 01:24" and it was counting upwards. Placing the phone to my ear, I whispered a confused "hello?" to which my wife replied "ummm, hello...?" I had been disconnected from my voicemail after having taken the other call, and my wife was the unfortunate victim of my opera-singing rage.

Signs That You Went To Bed Too Late And/Or Didn't Sleep Enough:

How do you determine you haven't had enough sleep (or that you went to bed too late)?:

• You wake up with the taste of fresh toothpaste still in your mouth
• You are suddenly startled awake, and you find yourself in a desk; there is a blank piece of paper in front of you and a pen in your hand. After looking around a bit, you realize you're in the middle of an "assignment" in "english class".
• You fight to keep your eyes open, but you look really stupid because all you're actually doing is raising up your eyebrows - your eyes are still half closed.
• Every person on your Instant Messenger and ICQ list has an away status.
• You have yawccups (you yawn uncontrollably about once every 30 seconds)

Hmm, Most People Just Hang Up!

Names in the following correspondence have been replaced to protect the innocent, annoying fools that plague me every single day without rest. Forgive my grammatical slaughterhouse, but I'm typing it as it was said in an attempt to relay the tone of the message. Message 1: "Ummm hello Travis this is Gunther over at Jimmy's Cosmetics and Kayak Depot - listen we're having a problem with our email server not connecting it's giving us errors and I've tried both email servers you gave me but neither of them are working. Give me a call back it's an emergency." Message 2 - three minutes later: "... *shuffle* ... *click*." Message 3 - yet three minutes later: " ... *click*." Message 4 - three minutes later, again: "... *shuffle* ... *shuffle* ... *click*." Now let it be known that we have a fairly long message on our answering machine, long enough that it would not be hard for a person to logically reason out the fact that they are listening to an answering machine message, and decide whether or not they want to leave a message before the beep. Normally I just hang up before I hear the beep, I don't much like listening to answering machine messages, but I guess I can't speak for our friend Gunther here. Oh and then I came into work, got here at 9:00 exactly, and he calls again to tell me he's been "trying to get a hold of me!", to which I said "okay, well, here I am" in a not-so-subtle "dude, you have managed to annoy me and it's only 9:00" voice. As many things that happen to me are, it was one of those "had to be there" things, just be glad that you weren't.