Another Saturday Night Alone

I think the worst part of all this living at home/cancer treatment stuff is the fact that I'm alone a lot. I feel like all my friends are living their own lives and they are leaving me behind, forgetting about me. I know that some of that is distance, but still... Only Matt calls. As you can see, I'm still pretty angry about how this happened to me. It's always supposed to happen to someone else.

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I proctored for the ACT's this morning. The best $70 nap... I mean job, I have ever done. It took me almost a week of Super 8 to get that much. Its too bad I can't do that every weekend, I wouldn't be so damn poor.