McDonalds
Sometimes I am a reminded that McDonalds is indeed a multi-billion dollar corporation. It still amazes me. Very surprising. Although it has been around forever. So I suppose it is not that surprising. But the fact that they do not give their employees a living wage or full time positions, even in certain management positions, they are still staffed and creating that ever growing profit which leads to more amazement and confusion. I will continue to support them only because there is one within walking distance.
Without access to my precious ganja, the current distain for alcohol, and any other values worth living for, I have decided to frequent the McDonalds corporation. The overwhelming presents of boredom has compelled my actions to order their food in attempts to harness that sheer joy those innocent children have as their excitement peeks to incontrollable levels at the single notion of visiting or obtaining McDonalds.
I will order two Big Macs, one large fry, ten nuggets, and five chocolate chip cookies. Afterwards I will purchase two big red soft drinks from the Arab mart inside that very McDonalds. Or perhaps McDonalds is inside that very Arab mart. Which did indeed come first is a wonder. Maybe they were both simultaneously built deliberately.
The biggest concern will naturally be my health after consuming all that is said in one sitting. However, this joy will be shortly lived. As everything is said and done I will once again be blessed with the ever presents of complete boredom and distain for life itself. I can only imagine that one day the gods or the mysterious forces of the universe will bring to me exactly what I desire in some form or another. One can only hope. That exact desire is ganja itself.
Should I be worried that I do not desire money, material possessions, sex, friends, love, work, play, food, elf emulator pixels, or anything else that the typical person desires in their day to day life? I think not. I feel blessed to have one purpose and desire which is to obtain ganja and enjoy what little time I have with it. Now that I think about it - I do desire something meaningful and fulfilling in regards to the good fight in this world. I do indeed desire to help those that need help when I am under the influence of what I truly desire. But without it, I do not care. This is a conundrum.
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07-13-2013, 12:05 PM
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