How Dare They

I got an email today that read in my inbox as follows: small request by friday. I don't know about you, but I don't owe friday anything. It owes me things. I don't go through the week just to do favors at the end. So, me being the curious type, I wanted to know what deed I was rejecting to do. I opened it and the first thing it said was this: this friday is cancer day. That's how far I got when I deleted it. -_- sure, cancer's a bad thing, but there's no real cure, and my sending a forwarded email...forward...isn't going to solve anything. I have no part in finding the cure for cancer, and nor do I have the ability to do anything about it. So stop bugging me about it, world.

l8er