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So I was talking to my friend Tuffet a couple weeks back and she told me that she heard that Andrew, my best friend from college (and pretty much my best friend, period) was diagnosed with melanoma. So I tried calling him last night, only to discover his cell phone got shut off. So I fired off an email, which I got a reply to today. In it, he said "things are looking good on the cancer front. They've probably got it all, but they still want to put me on chemo. I'm still trying to decide."

But then he goes on to say, "There's about a 30% chance that it will come back, [and] if it does come back it'll probably kill me, they say."

Needless to say, I'm freaking right the hell out.

If you all could send some positive mojo Andrew's way, I'd very much appreciate it.