My daughter needs my help with a school-related issue, and I haven't been able to deliver. Cancel the Father of the Year award.
The past few days I've been working harder on finding suitable job prospects, but: still unemployed.
I am not sleeping well. So constantly grouchy and unpleasant. No one particularly enjoys my company at the moment and I can hardly blame them.
The heat is back, and I am sick of it. Just had it.
Oh, and Michael Vick now has a $100 million contract. The scum.
How can the world give Vick and so-called "entertainers" that kind of money? How does a mindless bimbo like Snooki Polizzi have a career, and I don't?
Yeah. This one's got no sugar-coating.