tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22903048.post115193996335783671..comments2023-09-15T06:58:36.330-04:00Comments on Biography of Breast Cancer: Game on...Courtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12780943002493025247noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22903048.post-1152408534869431962006-07-08T21:28:00.000-04:002006-07-08T21:28:00.000-04:00This comment has been removed by the author.Jaynehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12192992900760318633noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22903048.post-1152212411610572532006-07-06T15:00:00.000-04:002006-07-06T15:00:00.000-04:00Hey baby. I think the jury is in, and you clearly...Hey baby. I think the jury is in, and you clearly kick ass in a major way. I miss you two like crazy, and I check on you here all the time. I'd love to hear from you and Alan some time (oh and get your new address and everything)...my Knox email will never change, so make that boy email me!<BR/>Besos,<BR/>NikkiAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22903048.post-1152168590840761552006-07-06T02:49:00.000-04:002006-07-06T02:49:00.000-04:00Okay, I have nothing amazing to add to what everyo...Okay, I have nothing amazing to add to what everyone else is saying... You inspire me and everyone around you, missing mojo or no. However, I have to say that my first memory of "Game on," was from WAYNE'S WORLD. Do we all remember Wayne and Garth playing roller hockey in the street, and as cars drove by, they'd yell, "car!" then when the cars passed Garth would yell, "Game on!"?Chrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11364922845542526469noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22903048.post-1152103031915588362006-07-05T08:37:00.000-04:002006-07-05T08:37:00.000-04:00To capture the essence of being in your twenties, ...To capture the essence of being in your twenties, "The beauty of being naive is that you're too stupid to be scared." Yours truly said that. My twenties were a great time filled with the unknown, stupid mistakes, career changes and a whole lot of fun. Although I miss those days, more for nostalgic reasons than anything else, the naivete of thinking and truly believing that I could take on the world and nothing could stop me, shaped me into the person I am today. (Being nine months pregnant, the shaping comment could be a bit misconstrued). <BR/><BR/>Never lose sight of who you were, are and will become. Truly, you are one of the most fascinating people that I know. Hence, while I educate the youth of America, I use your experience (drinking and other debauchery stories aside) as inspiration for them.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22903048.post-1151962173828109052006-07-03T17:29:00.000-04:002006-07-03T17:29:00.000-04:00Courtney, I don't know you, but I feel like a migh...Courtney, I don't know you, but I feel like a might know you a little now, after following your blog for months now, from probably the third or fourth entry. I felt more and more that you were such an inspiration, such a talented writer, so strong. After this last post, I now have chills, goosebumps and am ready to go take on the world. Your are the most inspirational person I have come across. I applaud your guts and wish you the very best on your journey.Marihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05306067012424035045noreply@blogger.com