Dear My Bank,
Have you read the constitution lately? You know, the one made in the United States? Because last time I checked, it basically told me I can do whatever I want. Like if I want to own bear arms, I can.
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Thursday, November 4, 2010
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Letters to Life: Food
Dear Cheese,
I have a confession to make. I’ve been living a lie. I once thought that I loved you. I told everyone about how great you were in and on any meal type I had planned thoughout the day.
My heart would skip a beat when I would read on a menu that you were going to make an appeance on my plate, be it in a pile of shredded wonderment or seemlessly hiding in the main course like a ninja.
But I’m not the only one to blame for this love lost. I have only seen one side of you for the past 19 years - until now.
Sure there have been times as a child when I would step away from my normal daily intake of a block of mild cheddar and journey to the realm of string cheesery. But It always let me down. You let me down. And yet I would try again.
I have a confession to make. I’ve been living a lie. I once thought that I loved you. I told everyone about how great you were in and on any meal type I had planned thoughout the day.
My heart would skip a beat when I would read on a menu that you were going to make an appeance on my plate, be it in a pile of shredded wonderment or seemlessly hiding in the main course like a ninja.
But I’m not the only one to blame for this love lost. I have only seen one side of you for the past 19 years - until now.
Sure there have been times as a child when I would step away from my normal daily intake of a block of mild cheddar and journey to the realm of string cheesery. But It always let me down. You let me down. And yet I would try again.
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