tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434060099498474104.post7296141731041684826..comments2021-02-11T01:56:47.790-08:00Comments on Crap! I've Got Cancer!: Picking Turnips with a Step LadderAKA Suvarnaprabhahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05962890736404761223noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1434060099498474104.post-30981681939747656462012-12-12T21:06:27.292-08:002012-12-12T21:06:27.292-08:00LOL--The horizontal phone booth! Hey, I wonder if ...LOL--The horizontal phone booth! Hey, I wonder if Aryakanta ever thinks about (someday) getting in a horizontal Tardis? <br /><br />Of course it's fucking sad. It's also fucking unknown. And that's fucking inconvenient for you, your sisters, and everyone else involved. <br /><br />I'll stop cussing now and say that my memory of you during your Center Director years was listening to you laugh. And that no matter how bad a mood or tired you were, any room you entered seemed to acquire a golden glow and I'm not exaggerating that. Rooms still get like that when you are in them. <br /><br />Onwards...wherever that goes, and as far as I can accompany you, dear-one! XODanamayahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00906391644979935922noreply@blogger.com