About My Dad. My dad comes from a respectable Indian family. His parents are dead, and he made me put framed pictures of them in my hospital room. Whatever. He's named Nayan, which means Eye. His eyes are closed most of the time, though. So I think he was poorly named. Maybe that's why he named me so poorly. Rhadika means successful. Which is really ironic, because i'm not. But I love my dad. He told me first about numbers, and what they can do. There's not much else to say about him, becuase there's not much else I know about him. He's quiet and he also loves numbers, and he wears funny gold rimmed glasses that make him look kind of like the number 8 all the time. Or possibly 100. I hate the number 100. I got turned down for a gene therapy trial today... Jenny cried too, this time. Mom cried. Dad closed his eyes. Sanjula dragged Kurt to the hospital room. I just wanted to read an biography of Ada Lovelace. She was a girl who loved numbers. But her father loved words. My dad isn't here right now. He's working. At Staples. I hate that he works at staples.