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Wow, what a rush. I finally got around to putting up a blog post. Possibly talk about some things I notice later on. Anyway, first off let's get things very clear. I'm a guy. I like ponies. I feel insecure about myself. I find ponies help me forget about the problems in my crazy life. For most of those who read this post, numbers 2 and 4 probably fit pretty well. Number 4 is a big one for me. I'll explain why in a second. Number 3, also to be explained later. But lets just go to other matters.

I love making chaos. I just like to set things up in a way that makes it so the most crazy things happen. Sadly, the few places I am really able to make this work are my Dungeons and Dragons Campaigns, and my video games. Yes, I build video games. Yes I play DnD. Anyone figured out who I am yet?

Yes, correct! I am the stereotypical skinny white nerd! I am beyond your normal stereotype, in that I actually am a nerd among nerds, like the king nerd ya know?

Anyway, forget all that. Talking about number 4 now. Why is my life crazy? Well, cause of cancer. Yeah. I'm one of those folks too. I have cancer. *Taking deep breath* okay, here goes.

At age 13 I went to the doctor with a strange lump on my chest, which he told me was most definitely not cancer and then we went and removed the lump and he learned that it was cancer and then he had to take out my whole sternum, that's that bone that holds your ribs together in the front, and then after fourteen rounds of chemo I was able to get clear margins, and then I had to have a month of radiation, after which I had no evidence of disease, then two years later we went back for scans and they said it had reappeared and then I went through seven more rounds of chemo, and it wasn't working so I sent my files to MD Anderson and they were able to perform local surgery on the cancer, but then after two months they told me it had reappeared again and this time the only safe way to remove it would be to take out my entire right lung and so they did, yeah it turns out you don't need both of them, and then they put me on more chemo and that is how it is still because we don't want the cancer to come back, meaning I've been taking oral chemo for the past 5 months, and that's how I got my cutie mark.

If I got you to read that in Pinkie's voice (the same one for her rambles), then I owe her a cake, if not she owes me a party!

Now, final bit of my ramble. I've noticed that my story "Of Silver Scales" has fourteen total reviews(thumbs up/down), nine of which are negative. Hmmm? I'm pretty sure I'm barely being tolerated, and I sincerely hope this isn't love. I'm not complaining if you don't like it, but how about giving me constructive criticism instead of an anonymous thumbs down? Anyway, I'm done with this for now. I'll get my story updated when I get the chance, but my job continues to get in the way. For those of you who didn't like this blog, please pay very close attention while my assistant demonstrates this neuralizer.

"Hi Everypony, I'm Scamp. Please pay very close attention to this little light right here as I explain."

"Thank you. You were just enjoying another great day of chapter updates on your favorite pony-fanfics, and you all need to quit the internet because you have to go to the bathroom. Don't think about waterfalls."