I was watching a documentary on PBS (I know, how do I do it?--so darn hip) and it was about a woman who found out she has the BrCa1 gene for breast cancer. She has a 90% chance in her lifetime of developing breast cancer and about a 50% chance of developing ovarian cancer. She is 31. I finally had to stop watching it. It was making me think too deeply for my little brain. Like, what would I do if I found out I had something like that? Would I live my life differently? Would I have prophylactic mastectomies? I don't know, it was just too much for me tonight. I really don't like to cry and, gosh darn it, I was doing just that. So, I decided to see if anyone had emailed me (no, they hadn't) and then started blogging. Yes, avoidance works for me sometimes. So, thanks for being there, computer. I am going to bed now. I know, I will have puffy eyes and my nose will be all congested in the morning.