I just read that Snooki, that illiterate drunken fucking troll from some godawful vulgar 'reality' television show, just got a book deal—and not some tell-all quasi-celebrity memoir: a novel. A NOVEL! And this is the shitty industry I've been struggling to break into for the last several years.
God damn it all to hell. What do I have to do?
I give up. Life has no meaning.
Go away. I need to be alone.
