i made the commitment to eating pizza tonight. i’ve been craving pizza for some time. i don’t eat it too often, not because i don’t love it, but more because it’s such a commitment. when you live alone, and decide to eat pizza, you have to commit yourself to the fact that you’ll be eating it for the next 3-4 meals. most of the time, i just can’t handle that level of commitment. we all know that i’ve got a few commitment issues.
but tonight i gave in. it was yummy. i hope i can see this through to the end. but i’m thinking pizza on thrusday will not be as yummy as the pizza on tuesday.
now i have to finish watching se7en and then write my ass off. because well there’s lots of words that need to get out of my head.
We live in the boonies, up in the mountains east of Albuquerque. We can’t get mail or pizza delivered up here! And sometimes I crave it also.
ya know, i don’t like you right now, jodi. all i can think about is eating pizza. my only problem is that i think right now i would eat the whole damn thing.
Oh, God, isn’t that so true about pizza? Even Chinese isn’t as much of a commitment as pizza is.
Oh, God, isn’t that so true about pizza? Even Chinese isn’t as much of a commitment as pizza is.
We don’t get pizza delivery either or paper delivery, but we do get mail!!!
You guys, just get smaller pizzas.
We don’t get paper delivery either, Dweebs. Pretty weird, since most folks here make it into town every single day to work, with no problems getting back home. I think the no-delivery policy here should be re-evaluated. If _I_ can get here, why not a pizza guy?