I don't mean to sound cruel, but ever since The Dane admitted he had cancer, he's been sooo needy. It's just all about him. He's just all like, "Me! me! me! I'M sick from the chemo, MY hair is all gone, I wish i could live another 6 weeks." Gosh! What a whiner.

And since his vision is bad, he keeps asking, "Has anyone missed my blogs? Have they said anything?" I don't care! I just say, "No, they didn't notice you stopped," and he starts pouting again -- after getting sick. What an attention hog! I'm so glad this is going to be over soon. Cruel or not, no one likes a crybaby.