Busy and bummin' a bit.

More later. Let's just say I'm -- as usual -- snowed under at work and that my dad's appointment with the oncologist didn't exactly plaster a smile across my face. The doctor does seem like a good guy who knows what he's talking about so I feel like my dad is in good hands. Now it's just up to a mixture of science and my dad's own body to beat the fuck out of this cancer...