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Country: United States State: California Birthday: 1/9/1984 Gender: Female
Interests: Literature, feminism, crafts, Elimidate, manatees Expertise: Cats, Disney princesses, mooching shamelessly off of those I love Occupation: Student
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| Ever think about things that should never be thought aboutIn this post I conduct an inquiry into why Easy Mac is so much better than regular Mac, despite their obvious similarities.
1. Easy Mac is eaten in times of need. Whether during finals or when you hardly have time to get out the door, let alone eat, Easy Mac always comes to the rescue. Easy Mac's status as meal of choice in circumstances when meals seem to be impossible luxuries allows it to be doubly appreciated by the consumer.
2. Easy Mac is prepared in small portions. It is a widely understood fact of life that the less accessible something is, the more desirable it becomes. This can be clearly reflected in this Easy Mac context. Small portions exacerbate the problem, allowing the consumer to get only a literal taste of what he/she could be experiencing. The need for more Easy Mac is immediately felt upon finishing one serving.
3. Easy Mac is somehow cheesier. Perhaps this is due to the insufficient cheese packet mixing resulting from anxiety to eat, and eat quickly (see #1). Small clumps of cheese do seem to contribute to the overall cheesiness of Easy Mac. However I posit that besides this phenomenon, the cheese powder to pasta ratio is in fact higher in Easy Mac than regular Mac.
After eating both regular Mac and Easy Mac extensively over the last two weeks, I feel uniquely qualified to make this judgment. Thank you. | | |
| Apparently the skills I perfected in college have no bearing whatsoever to life. No one wants to hire me and the kind of job I want does not exist. If it did exist, they would not want to hire me for some reason, I am sure because I am not qualified to do anything but be a useless, self-indulgent whore. I do not want to be an administrative assistant or write technical manuals until I go braindead. I do not want to be paid $9 an hour to do shit a well-trained monkey would do for free if it didn't violate animal cruelty laws. I just want to not be miserable, and yes, four years of busting my ass didn't exactly desecrate my pride, but a big fuck you if you think I'm too stupid to deserve a good job.
Thank God for Port Triton. Port Triton has provided me with hundreds of employment opportunities such as Professional Nanny, Swim Instructor, File Clerk, and Call Center Representative III. At last I can put my wicked alphabetization skills to good use. I'm an English major, remember?

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| http://www.cnn.com/2006/US/04/27/texas.attack.ap/index.html
SPRING, Texas (AP) -- Two white teenagers severely beat and sodomized a 16-year-old Hispanic boy who they believed had tried to kiss a 12-year-old white girl at a party, authorities said.
The attackers forced the boy out of the house party, beat him and sodomized him with a metal pipe, shouting epithets "associated with being Hispanic," said Lt. John Martin with the Harris County Sheriff's Department.
They then poured bleach over the boy, apparently to destroy DNA evidence and left him for dead, authorities said. He wasn't discovered until Sunday, a day after the attack.
The victim, who was not identified, suffered severe internal injuries and remained in critical condition Thursday.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amadou_Diallo
Forty-One Bullets Off-Broadway
A special team shot a dream last night Off-Broadway Off-Broadway
Streams of blood flood the Bronx tonight Off Broadway Off Broadway
Is this what Africa means to me? Oh hell no Oh hell no
It's not like you were looking at a plastic bouquet of white roses while pissing in your mother's bathroom and hope that today was not the day that you bumped into four cops who happened to wake up with a bad case of contagious shooting
From the Bronx to El Barrio there were enough shots to go around we heard you fall face first into your lobby of equal opportunity forty-one bullets not giving you enough time to hit the floor with dignity forty-one bullets like silver-colored push pins holding up a bloody back to Africa announcement on the sheet rock where your body is mapped out
Before your mother kissed you goodbye and blessed your dream to go make it in America she forgot to look at the evening news she forgot to tell you that mosquitoes kill in this country and kids get shot in schools and churches and are mourned for a whole year while you go away quietly
Before you could show your I.D. and say, "Officer —" four glock clips went ahchoo and smoked you into spirit and by the time a special street unit decided what was enough another dream submitted an application for deferral it was la vida de la surpresa surpresa de la vida and you probably thought I was gonna say loca but be you prince be you pauper your color makes you a usual suspect around here
By the time you hit the floor protest poets came to your rescue legal eagles were ready to fly into dream teams your mother was on t.v. looking suspicious at the defense she knew that justice will keep one eye open for the right price By the time you hit the floor they said they forgot everything they learned at the academy and the mayor told them go and beat up a million black kids who try to celebrate themselves while your spirit seeped through the tiles in the lobby of your equal opportunity through El Barrio through the Bronx there were enough shots to go around
Willie Perdomo c.2000
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