So I'm in PA at this moment... Darren called me down, he went to the doc's and he's got cancer.. fucked considering they THOUGHT I had cancer.. he's got.. ahh damn what was it. I think lung cancer if I remember right.. Now that makes me concerned because Darren didn't smoke too long.. maybe 3 years.. and he didn't smoke a lot.. like.. well what I'm TRYING to say is Valen smokes a hell of a lot more than Darren and Darren has cancer... which makes me 1) Worried about Darren.. and 2) Worried that the same thing will happen to Valen.. but the damn guy doesn't listen.. He just figures "I'm Valentin Vedreheim, I'm indestructable" or something along those lines... it doesn't WORK that way.. He's only 25, he's planning a life-altering decision, and he's probably slowly dying from the damn cigs. I mean... he's been smoking since he was about 15? that's already 10 years... I love Valen and all, he's my best friend, and he's saved my life on more than one occasion.. but I don't wanna have to book his funeral, and this time I mean it.. Usually we say that to him and he shrugs it off... but I really don't... Anyways, I head back to Norway supposedly on March 18th.. but if Darren's not in stable condition, I ain't going back.. He's been feeling weak and shit and all.. he knew something was wrong.. that he was sick in some way, and now they trace it.. UGH Doc's piss me off.