So I think the girl I have been seeing is going to tell me tonight that she just wants to be friends. The reason I think this is because she told me that she thinks we have run out of things to talk about and that maybe we should get together to talk about it. I don't really mind, I liked her, she was fun to hang out with and it was nice having someone to hangout with who was off for the summer, but I don't think it was going anywhere.

In other news the olympics started today and from what I saw of the opening ceremonies they looked amazing! I think for the next two weeks I am going to be an olympics junkie.

Time for another blog YAY! First I would like to say thank you to all of you who sent me your well wishes, it does mean a lot to me. I am going to dedicate this blog to Big Boy as he did request an update, more specifically he wanted to know about crazy, but thankfully there is really nothing new to report about this as she isn't around and pretty much doesn't try to contact me anymore. I don't really have a lot to say, I have been on vacation and haven't done a whole lot with it. The weather has been bad here and I haven't gotten to do a whole lot because of it. I have a few things planned for August so I should be much more productive then.

I will tell you a quick story. I have also been seeing someone, nothing serious but we having fun hanging out right now. The other day we are talking and she starts telling me all the negative things that she knows about tongue rings and asks me if I had thought about taking mine out, to which I reply no. I didn't really put too much thought it to why she was telling me these story's but she then tells me that she doesn't like the way that it feels in her mouth, she thought I would be mad at her for saying that, but I told her I wasn't, however I wasn't going to take it out. That was my story.

I am also thinking about getting another tattoo, I was thinking about getting some writing but I want some opinions on where the writing should be, please share your ideas.

Ok so its time for an emo blog. I will start off this blog by explaining a little bit about my family situation, my parents immigrated to Canada from Ireland back in the 70's they both didn't have any other family here and I was the only child that they had. So I family events were always small and it was usually just the 3 of us. like a lot of guys I didn't get along with my father, I have always thought that I was a lot different from him, but maybe the real problem was that we were both too much alike, we are both very stubborn and have the Irish temper. Needless to say the relationship was never very good and really still isn't today, but my parents are my only real family here and regardless of any of any disagreements I still do care about them. So here is the emo part today I found out that my dad has prostate cancer, my mom says they caught it early and that they are saying 6 weeks of radiation treatment and thats all I really know at this point, I actually only found this out about 2 hours ago.

Crazy came back!!! I told her we could be friends apparently that was a big mistake!!