I’m third-wheeling-it again tomorrow night. There is a concert I want to see so I am going with my girlfriend and her boyfriend. It is probably time I get over my resentment towards boys and find a date for these types of things, but it could be the commitment thing that frightens me. I like the companionship part, but I enjoy my freedom to roam about. It is entertaining to make my friend feel embarrassed! Her boyfriend is fairly affectionate and it makes her writhe when she has to reciprocate these actions in front of me! I think that is why I go! Does that make me evil? :)


It’s amazing how differently people are treating me these days. If you want people to be extra nice to you, become sick. For example, my dad, who up to two weeks ago was normally hard on me, has now become extra kind and generous. Before my surgical appointment in Vancouver he wants to take me to Whistler for a few days of riding. He claims it will calm my nerves and that I deserve to relax, but really I know he feels guilty for being so hard on me while I was sick. Two weeks ago he claimed that, “It was my fault for being sick, and I deserve it. If I had just been a normal person, did normal things and not ran so much I would be healthy like everyone else.” Dear Dad, thanks for genuinely loving me. If you haven’t been kind to me for the last 27 years, please don’t start now; I’m not dying.