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Sometimes I get angry. I think we all do. But tonight, after a long walk, I got home and found an email or two that really got my blood boiling. I won’t talk about it here, because it’s not really the appropriate thing to do. Suffice to say, I’m glad I can control my anger or things might have gotten ugly. And by ugly I mean reeeeally ugly.
Instead, I’ll just drown my anger in a couple of video games and then forget all about it.
And people say I have rage problems!
First, and rightfully so, Taylor Hicks signed his record contract. He won this year’s American Idol, so that seems logical.
Then, because the 2nd place person always gets a record contract, too, Katharine McPhee inked her deal.
And because the world wouldn’t be right if Chris Daughtry wasn’t rocking out under some label, Clive Davis and posse signed him, too.
Today, I come to work, and upon reading my daily news, I find that PICKLER just signed a contract. Pickler. Insert angry noise here.
Where’s my boy Elliott’s contract? Where’s his deal? Where’s HE?
