Stupid Boys

Summer’s been pretty good so far. I’ve gone to Sikome Lake, Lethbridge, Waterton, and Mini Golfing with my family. Kim, Gloria and Janice have been away and Sarah’s leaving soon. I’ve been doing a lot of reading lately which is good. Day camp is drawing nearer and since we didn’t get into Green Bay this year, Day Camp should be a really good part of my summer.

Uncle Rick, Aunt Linda and Dustin are here right now. Of course, Mike has become the obligatory caustic dickweed he usually becomes when Dustin visits; constantly sneering internally because he’s a boy and he knows lots about ‘Diablo’, so naturally Dustin hangs out with him. He adopts new words that he never usually uses: ‘sweet’, ‘chick’, etc. instead of ‘saccharine’ and ‘prepubescent poultry’ etc. Also, adding ‘-age’ to the end of every verb in his vocabulary. He becomes someone he just isn’t. What he doesn’t know (or maybe he does) is that if I were a boy and he were a girl, Dustin would pay as much attention to him as he does a piece of lint on the floor. (i.e., Mike isn’t his right-hand-man when Daniel is here, that is for sure.) It’s all an age/gender thing.