Do you think Americans are stupid?
If you say yes, then this is for you.
You are American.
Americans are dumb. Why have I heard so many Americans say this? I guess I understand why they are saying it, but I still don't get it. "I think Americans are dumb." Yeah all Americans but you and the people you know right? America is a big place smarty, with lots of people. Some of us are bound to be stupid. But there are plenty of freggin geniuses too. Have you forgotten that? Have you forgotten all the Americans that are smarter than you? More moral? Stronger? There are plenty out there.
What are you afraid of? You're like the person who betrays their friends when someone makes fun of them. A pretend outsider looking in. You're the man who laughs at his wife when everyone else does.
You are not responsible for the crap your countrymen pulled before you were born. But you are the lazy person who simply moves when their house gets dirty.
Americans are stupid; they shop at wal-mart, that's why I shop at Target. haha.
Clean your house you lazy pig; you contributed to the mess.
Patriotism is not just for rednecks; it isn't just for conservatives and the rich. So stop thinking that somewhere else is so much better. What do you think the Italians are all freggin Einsteins? People in India must really have it made, seeing as each one of them is so smart. Will you feel right at home in Venezuela where everyone is just like you?
Grow up. How about instead of going all apocalyptic and swearing you'll move to Canada you try to make your home better?
Sweeping generalizations are fallacies. They're wrong and counterproductive. Stop being a worthless misfit.
Friday, March 23, 2007
Monday, March 19, 2007
the last week....
the last week has definitely been a crazy one for me.
i'm sorry to say to everyone that i will be out of commission for a while.
i'm not sure how long....i'm not sure when i'll recover.
i'll return soon.
i'm sorry to say to everyone that i will be out of commission for a while.
i'm not sure how long....i'm not sure when i'll recover.
i'll return soon.
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
emeril
i like cooking. i like making up recipes and fixing meals. i try not to go out to eat often, so i cook whenever i can.
i love to make myself a hot dog burrito. it seriously takes 2 minutes to make a hot dog burrito. you can get a pack of hot dogs, a bag of cheese, and a pack of tortillas for 10 bucks, and have dinner for a week. you can put ketchup on it, but i don't really love ketchup.
so i am wondering, does anyone else know about how awesome this is? this is a taste explosion! this is hot dog paradise! i decide to write to Emeril.
Dear Emeril:
You are an excellent chef. I watch your show all the time. I cannot help but notice, though, that your show has not explored my favorite style of cooking, Mexican-American Fusion Cuisine.
I first discovered this type of cuisine about 18 years ago when i had my first peanutbutter and jelly soft taco. Since then, I have become quite knowledgeable in the techniques used in its preparation. Included please find a recipe which I feel really encapsulates the magic of Mexican-American Fusion Cuisine.
Thank You-
Jami
HOT DOG BURRITO
Ingredients:
1 Hot Dog
1 Flour Tortilla
1/4 cup finely shredded Cheddar Cheese
Directions: Place flour tortilla on microwave-safe plate. Arrange hot dog in center of tortilla. Cover hot dog with the shredded cheddar cheese. Cover with wet paper towel to prevent the tortilla from drying out. Microwave for 2 minutes. Roll it up and serve with ketchup.
he hasn't written back yet, probably because i just sent the e-mail, like, 15 minutes ago.
in other news, it has been decided that the funniest thing you could possibly do is to yell your own name sporadically throughout the day. just once in awhile, when there are lulls in conversation or when you are talkng to the lady at the bank. JAMI!!! (or whatever your name is) and then just carry on like nothing happened. it is a laugh riot.
thank you.
p.s i really did send that to Emeril. for real.
i love to make myself a hot dog burrito. it seriously takes 2 minutes to make a hot dog burrito. you can get a pack of hot dogs, a bag of cheese, and a pack of tortillas for 10 bucks, and have dinner for a week. you can put ketchup on it, but i don't really love ketchup.
so i am wondering, does anyone else know about how awesome this is? this is a taste explosion! this is hot dog paradise! i decide to write to Emeril.
Dear Emeril:
You are an excellent chef. I watch your show all the time. I cannot help but notice, though, that your show has not explored my favorite style of cooking, Mexican-American Fusion Cuisine.
I first discovered this type of cuisine about 18 years ago when i had my first peanutbutter and jelly soft taco. Since then, I have become quite knowledgeable in the techniques used in its preparation. Included please find a recipe which I feel really encapsulates the magic of Mexican-American Fusion Cuisine.
Thank You-
Jami
HOT DOG BURRITO
Ingredients:
1 Hot Dog
1 Flour Tortilla
1/4 cup finely shredded Cheddar Cheese
Directions: Place flour tortilla on microwave-safe plate. Arrange hot dog in center of tortilla. Cover hot dog with the shredded cheddar cheese. Cover with wet paper towel to prevent the tortilla from drying out. Microwave for 2 minutes. Roll it up and serve with ketchup.
he hasn't written back yet, probably because i just sent the e-mail, like, 15 minutes ago.
in other news, it has been decided that the funniest thing you could possibly do is to yell your own name sporadically throughout the day. just once in awhile, when there are lulls in conversation or when you are talkng to the lady at the bank. JAMI!!! (or whatever your name is) and then just carry on like nothing happened. it is a laugh riot.
thank you.
p.s i really did send that to Emeril. for real.
Monday, March 12, 2007
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
eternal prom!!
did you go to prom??
i have been thinking, and i have decided that prom is the most hilarious thing EVER. pimply boys in tuxes. girls getting wicked uptight about finding the most god-awful dress imaginable. pretending you are all grown up when grownups NEVER DRESS LIKE THAT EVER.
if you went to prom, i bet you have a picture of yourself going to prom or at prom or something. i want everyone who has a picture of themselves at prom to scan it in and send it to me. (jamikylene@hotmail.com)
i got the new issure of TEEN PROM, and now i am all in a tizzy thinking about all that magic. if you send me a picture, i will mark out your face(s) and put them on my blog entitled "ETERNAL PROM". if you would like, also include a brief summary of the magic (ie, did you get "lucky"? did you eat at red lobster? did you wear one of those weird tape on bra things?) i think if i get a ton of people to send pictures to me, it could be the greatest thing ever.
BE A PART OF MY ETERNAL PROM RIGHT NOW.
love, jami
i have been thinking, and i have decided that prom is the most hilarious thing EVER. pimply boys in tuxes. girls getting wicked uptight about finding the most god-awful dress imaginable. pretending you are all grown up when grownups NEVER DRESS LIKE THAT EVER.
if you went to prom, i bet you have a picture of yourself going to prom or at prom or something. i want everyone who has a picture of themselves at prom to scan it in and send it to me. (jamikylene@hotmail.com)
i got the new issure of TEEN PROM, and now i am all in a tizzy thinking about all that magic. if you send me a picture, i will mark out your face(s) and put them on my blog entitled "ETERNAL PROM". if you would like, also include a brief summary of the magic (ie, did you get "lucky"? did you eat at red lobster? did you wear one of those weird tape on bra things?) i think if i get a ton of people to send pictures to me, it could be the greatest thing ever.
BE A PART OF MY ETERNAL PROM RIGHT NOW.
love, jami
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
6 month anniversary
Josh and I had our 6 month anniversary last week and finally got to celebrate last night by going to the Melting Pot. YUM!!!
we had a blast, and like always....we were silly and crazy together!
Friday, March 02, 2007
oh man....this sounds so much like me!
One oh my favorite bloggers wrote this and i laughed because it is TOTALLY something i would do!
"
i work in an office. working in an office is a lot like being in high school. you go there in the morning, sit at your desk, have lunch in the lunchroom. you get the weekends off. on holidays you have little parties with cupcakes and all that kind of crap. sometimes they try to bribe you do extra work with the promise of a pizza party. (you mean i can work tons of overtime and never do anything fun, then, at the end of the month, get to have some lukewarm pizza at my desk? AWESOME, i don't even like pizza!) at least that is what it is like at my job.
a week or so before valentine's day, they put out this flyer saying that we were gonna have a party, and everyone was gonna pass out valentines and they were gonna have a contest for the best valentines mailbox. you know, like the shoebox things from elementary school.
i was real jazzed. i mean, i am not all about "participating". i think it is some kind of leftover thing from when i was some high school. i just don't get into that stuff. but the valentines mailbox was right up my alley. i just love that kind of crafty crap. and i was pretty convinced that i would be able to completely WHOOP ASS. IN YOUR FACE, ACCOUNTING!!! SUCK ON MY AWESOME VALENTINES MAILBOX, EFF-ING INFORMATION TECHNOLOGY DEPARTMENT!!!!! whew.
so, i went to CVS, all power-hungry. i had my eyes on the prize. i got all kinds of tissue-paper and glue, and i got this irridescent blue paper stuff. i got the sweetest-shaped box. i went home, and parked out at the kitchen table. i cut all the tissue paper into one-inch squares. then i started glueing little tufts of tissue paper on the box, slowly and methodically. super anal-retentive. i was gonna make the fluffiest and romantic box ever.
(one hour later)
guy: what are you doing?
me: making a valentines box for the contest at work.
guy: what is the prize?
me: i dunno. power. EXTREME POWER
guy: i bet the prize is candy. you are gonna feel real dumb when you spend two days making a valentines box, and you just win candy. you don't even eat candy.
me: the prize is POWER. maybe it will be candy, but the candy will come with great power.
(three hours later)
my fingers started hurting like none other. the box was only an eighth of the way done. tufting takes forever. i seemed to forget the last time when i tufted something, and it took me a month to make a penguin-shaped pinata. things started to look bleak.
the next day after work, i started working on it again. i had to have it done the next day. i put a couple more tufts on it, and then i sat in the bathtub and read cosmo for two hours and went to bed.
i don't even think i went to work that day. the sheer thought of all the power left me so weak that not only could i not finish my valentines box, i had to take a sick day.
"
"
i work in an office. working in an office is a lot like being in high school. you go there in the morning, sit at your desk, have lunch in the lunchroom. you get the weekends off. on holidays you have little parties with cupcakes and all that kind of crap. sometimes they try to bribe you do extra work with the promise of a pizza party. (you mean i can work tons of overtime and never do anything fun, then, at the end of the month, get to have some lukewarm pizza at my desk? AWESOME, i don't even like pizza!) at least that is what it is like at my job.
a week or so before valentine's day, they put out this flyer saying that we were gonna have a party, and everyone was gonna pass out valentines and they were gonna have a contest for the best valentines mailbox. you know, like the shoebox things from elementary school.
i was real jazzed. i mean, i am not all about "participating". i think it is some kind of leftover thing from when i was some high school. i just don't get into that stuff. but the valentines mailbox was right up my alley. i just love that kind of crafty crap. and i was pretty convinced that i would be able to completely WHOOP ASS. IN YOUR FACE, ACCOUNTING!!! SUCK ON MY AWESOME VALENTINES MAILBOX, EFF-ING INFORMATION TECHNOLOGY DEPARTMENT!!!!! whew.
so, i went to CVS, all power-hungry. i had my eyes on the prize. i got all kinds of tissue-paper and glue, and i got this irridescent blue paper stuff. i got the sweetest-shaped box. i went home, and parked out at the kitchen table. i cut all the tissue paper into one-inch squares. then i started glueing little tufts of tissue paper on the box, slowly and methodically. super anal-retentive. i was gonna make the fluffiest and romantic box ever.
(one hour later)
guy: what are you doing?
me: making a valentines box for the contest at work.
guy: what is the prize?
me: i dunno. power. EXTREME POWER
guy: i bet the prize is candy. you are gonna feel real dumb when you spend two days making a valentines box, and you just win candy. you don't even eat candy.
me: the prize is POWER. maybe it will be candy, but the candy will come with great power.
(three hours later)
my fingers started hurting like none other. the box was only an eighth of the way done. tufting takes forever. i seemed to forget the last time when i tufted something, and it took me a month to make a penguin-shaped pinata. things started to look bleak.
the next day after work, i started working on it again. i had to have it done the next day. i put a couple more tufts on it, and then i sat in the bathtub and read cosmo for two hours and went to bed.
i don't even think i went to work that day. the sheer thought of all the power left me so weak that not only could i not finish my valentines box, i had to take a sick day.
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