2005-02-18 - 4:23 p.m.
Things this week that make me want to come back to America:
1) the warm, loving affection of friends and family.
2) the ability to fluently and intelligently speak the language of the country I am.
3) the comfort of being able to blend into the scenery of my culture.
4) the "I Am All Over Free Chicken" McDonalds banner they keep advertising at TelevisionWithoutPity.com.
I am not even kidding that I might be willing to strangle a small child for a McDonalds crispy chicken sandwich. At this point, any traces of social justice or love for common man would be willingly thrown out the window to sink my teeth into a piece of genetically, three-eyed chicken that has been fried in the fat of 34 preservatives. What was that? The chicken has also been processed and breaded with the remains of an Indonesian village of sweatshop workers? In that case, serve me another helping please. I'd like it with a side of two super-sized fries while you're at it. I've been hungry for a quite a while, sir.
