i don’t like kraft’s macaroni and cheese (or “mac and cheese” for the younger readers out there, who refuse to say the full word, “macaroni”) nearly as much as i used to. in fact, at one point i was excited to eat this stuff, probably because my favorite video game characters had finally invaded the dinner hour. which was good, because dinner hour was the only time i couldn’t play nintendo — what with my hands busy with forks, napkins, and as many chicken fingers as i could grab.

actually, the super mario brothers super show was on during dinner hour, but often times my sister wrestled away the remote to watch square one. more like square dumb, you stupid bitch!

now i don’t eat kraft anymore. i dunno. i love gooey sauce cheese, but somehow it now feels too smooth, like a cheese milkshake with pasta bits. uch. just thinking about that makes me a little nauseous-oni.