Cock Cockwood's Journal: Vladinator, you make me retch

You are supposed to be a family man. You have two infant sons. You should be performing paternal duties. You should be out earning money and busting your ass for the benefit of your young sons. You are not doing that, Vladinator. You are not well off, Vladinator. I know you're not well off. If you were well off and didn't have to live off government cheese and handouts from the Catholic church, then you would at least be able to keep a common housecat for a pet. You are so dirt poor that you can't even keep a fucking cat you scumbag. Your business is a horseshit dead end. You believe that you're going to put food on the table by breaking even with a shitty web hosting service that tens of thousands of other competetive behemoth businesses already offer at more reasonable rates? You're utterly fucking batshit, man. Your shitass community college classes aren't going to do a fucking thing for you.

Newsflash asshole: the job market is low, and you are NEVER going back to IT ever because there are cheaper and better educated BSIS and BSIT employees out there. These people can do algebra. They can program rudimentary ANSI C with little trouble, unlike you. They will take what they can get, because this market is rightly imploding. You aren't intelligent or nearly motivated enough to obtain the one IT certificate that means a damn thing these days (the CCIE). Give up the pipe dream, you scumbag.

A real man would be working his fingers to the bone for his young family. He would take the janitor's night shift at the local Wal*Mart (which pays extremely well) to take care of the rent. He would deliver pizzas were he to keep himself from belligerently verbally assaulting customers at random times. A real man would spend his weekends making his family prosperous. A real man would not spend Sundays bickering about an imagined online stalking ordeal, wallowing in self-pity. He wouldn't have to rely on community welfare and familial pity. You sir, are not a man. You're an overweight thirty-something child. Grow up, douchebag.