Drama, drama, drama

I thought that at this stage in my life, there would be little, if any, drama. Boy, was I wrong.

Steve's daughter is a pain in the ass. I love the little bitch, but let us not pretend that she is anything other than a pain in the ass. And it takes one to know one.

It must be hard to be such a major dissapointment to your parents. I always felt horrible as I was struggling to make it. Right, like I've made it ...

I never wanted to let them down. So, I went to school. Okay, I went to get my Mrs. and, instead, I got an MA. I might have to go get a damned PhD for lack of anything better to do. Amber is working very hard to ensure that she never amounts to anything.

I just wanted to get this down with a date and everything: She will show up pregnant within the next year. That's the last thing that she can do to really show her parents that she is a complete and utter failure at life.

The only reason that I feel that any of this is my business is because I am a member of the human race. People like her should a) not be allowed to breed; b) not be allowed to coast through life without a GED; and c) not be permitted to work so hard a failure.

God, I'm pissed.