I bought me some Kraft Rice Pudding Handi-snacks the other day, and I just finished my first one. I’ll tell ya, they ain’t like momma used to make, but they sure to bring back memories.
…mostly memories of my mom complaining that she had to get up at 4 in the morning to make the stuff.
I don’t know what her problem was. She got up at 4 in the morning anyway…
neumatikos 
😛
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Such an ungreatful child. I hope that your roommate’s work problems work out. A segestion (I know its spelled wrong) or two. If one is just looking at the postings it is too difficult to find out the day they where made on. Also, stop being humble, it makes the reast of us look bad. Congradulations on your “new” job.
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This does not pertain to rice pudding but I just noticed that your list of poetry does not include one of my favorites — Two Swimmers. I think I’ve heard you criticize it’s form or metre’ or something but I still love it’s message…..so…..if you have it somewhere post it!
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