Here I am, not at the conference

Around midnight last night I gave in to the siren song of pain relief which effectively took away the choice of whether to go to the ACS conference today.

I am not pleased.

Ch-ch-changes

They say a change is as good as a holiday. This does not always apply to cancer patients.

( More than there should be )

And your hairy mates

Flist, meet Trevor. Trevor, meet flist.

( Cut for metaphor )

I have a request, flist. Share with me the means by which you would deal with Trevor and his ilk. A sharp eviction letter, a particularly messy method of mass murder, or angry incoherent sweary shouting. Draft your favourite heros or villains and make it a fanfic. Work out some personal issues and share the venom. Do your best; do your absolute worst.

Don't be sorry. Be BAD. Illustrations welcome.