After nearly two months, the Potato Nation has raised $3,186 for our friend Laura Nicholson, who is currently slippin’ and rippin’ in her fight against Hodgkins lymphoma. And though it looks like we’ll fall short of the $5,000 goal we set for ourselves two months ago, Laura is incredibly appreciative of your support, and I’m personally touched by how generous you’ve all been.
Our fundraising drive officially ends this Sunday, so if you haven’t donated already, please visit our Indiegogo page and do so! Every little bit will cover some of Laura’s medical expenses, and help bring a smile to her face. And that, my friends, is priceless. Thanks again, and read on for the final installment of angrylittlefeet‘s Fight for ALF blog. -BG
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Can you believe it, ‘Taters? As I write this there are only four days left in our Fight for Alf campaign. Time flies. Whether you’re having fun or not, apparently.
Anyway this will most likely be my last update. Therefore I want to say a huge Thank You one last time to every single one of you who were able to donate a little something and also to everybody who has been behind me this whole time with kindness and words of encouragement. (The haters and the spammers can eat a bag of dicks.)
Everybody knows that cancer sucks. Bad. It completely changes your life whether you like it or not. That being the case, I have decided to end this last update with some positive things that have come from this situation.
* The ‘ice cream rx’. I can’t seem to keep my weight above 95lbs. Therefore I have been given carte blanche to eat whatever I want whenever I want. I love ice cream and chocolate and treats. And soft pretzels at 2 in the morning. This most definitely does not suck.
* My day starts when I goddam well feel like it. When I was able to work I was up every day promptly at 5 am. No longer getting paid…That shit ain’t happening. It brings great joy to look at the clock around 8am, tell said clock to go fuck itself, roll over and go back to sleep.
*Plenty of time to read now. Each chemo session lasts about 6 hours. The first mixture of it they put in some nice ativan which induces nappy time. But the next mixture is where they add in my steroids which seem to wake me up so I still have 5 hours or so to read. So yeah — guess I couldn’t pass any piss tests these days.
*Also plenty of time to catch up on TV shows. Working my way thru The Wire still. Next is The Sopranos. If anybody has any good suggestions for after that I’d love to hear them. No porn please you fuckin savages.
* Yeah – I’m that asshole who has way too much time to lurk on Twitter 
There are other positive things too – but I’ve probably already crossed over into TL;DR territory for some of you.
Thanks again to you all. It’s been real fun writing these for you guys. Well, that and it’s not like I had a whole lot of anything better to do 
Take care of yourselves and enjoy the fights.
Alf
XOXO