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"Are you going to get a wig?"

The thought of putting a heavy wig onto me in the least It would make my head sweaty and hot and I just didn’t see the point "I think I’ll just wear a hoodie every day"

He tilted his head, studying me "Not a bad idea I think I have a knit cap or two Sorees out"

"Can’t stand the thought of a wig"

"You could wear bandanas But be careful what color you wear in whatever part of OC you’re in"

I flashed hiangs in Newport Beach"

He grinned at me and it made my heart flutter uy I’d fallen in love with That brilliant, sexy ht calls for some ice cream and Farscape"

I frowned at him "Farscape?"

He raised his brows at me "Seriously? You’ve never seen Farscape? It’s only the best science fiction that has ever been televised I will have to force you to watch a enius that is Farscape And there’s a hot bald woman in that, too Zahn She’s not as sexy as you, either And she’s blue"

I laughed "Glad to know I’m sexier than the blue bald chick"

I couldn’t eat any ice cream The chemo diet did not allow dairy, nor did it allow soy I was doubly screwed in that depart about ordering a snow cone machine instead

We sat in recliners in his home theatre room to watch the episodes of this show froh the first two episodes--the bizarre but aly done fantastical journey of John Crichton, hunky, brilliant astronaut from Earth who inadvertently discovered how to create a wormhole and ended up on the other side of the universe, where plants had evolved into huiant spaceships were creatures that were alive, and a strange, controlling race that looked exactly like humans, called the Peacekeepers, ruled with an iron fist of tyranny