Amy came over yesterday with her gorgeous boyfriend and they were so cutesy and cuddly all night, but all the while they were mocking me.  I’m not even kidding.  She’s sitting there, and he whispers something in her ear and she gave this big, ostentatious giggle and goes, “I know, I would never have an outside kitchen like this.”  She is such a brat, especially because I know she wants one of these bbq islands with an outdoor sink, just like mine.  Moreover, she wants a husband like mine, not a European playboy that isn’t actually serious about her as anything more than clubbing arm candy.  She was being so awful!  It’s bad enough that she has to flaunt her ridiculously overpriced lifestyle in my face, but that she makes fun of me on top of it?  It’s not only mean, it’s unacceptable.  She went around the whole kitchen with this little sigh and went “Oh, it’s so quaint, isn’t it, Klaus?”  He laughed.  At dinner, she barely ate my chicken and then said, “Well, dry chicken is still delicious but not a personal favorite.”  Hold your breath, Amy.  Let’s see if you get asked back here anytime soon. 

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