My faith in humanity is pretty low for a 10-year-old, but can you blame me when my dad keeps letting himself get roped into all kinds of stupid bullshit? At least I've got my friends (plus my super best friend, Kyle) and my girlfriend Wendy with me. Yes, she's my girlfriend, catch up. I try to be the voice of reason, and often see things for what they are: complete horseshit. Not to be *too* cynical, though. Been there, done that, got drunk, hated it. Friendly, honest and just so fucking tired.