Slice of my Mind

As I get back into the swing of life in the good old US of A, I realize how precious my down-time is to me. And tonight, I have an hour to kill before I go to sleep, and it's a lovely feeling. Although I have plenty of things I need to do (laundry, mostly. But I still have underwear left to get me through the weekend.) I choose to watch some YouTube clips and put on my sweatpants. (Also because I need to do laundry)

You know what I love? Pizza. I know this blog just took a random turn, but keep up with the pace, or get out! I don't need your negativity. Okay, are all the haters gone? Let's talk about pizza.
My one true love, the one that never gets me down, gooey cheesy pizza. While I was traveling, I missed pizza more than my family (sorry, everyone, it's true). Spanish pizza is just too healthy tasting...ugh. When I'm having a bad day, nothing makes me feel better than pizza and a movie. Comfort food doesn't cover it. If I'm having a wonderful day, let's celebrate by getting a pizza! If my day is average, I eat an average pizza. From deep dish, to thin crust, stuffed crust, pan, or frozen pizza, it just makes my day better. You know how if you have type of food too many times you get really sick of it, and just don't want it for a while? That's not the case.

In 7th grade, I started having allergic reactions to something that made my tongue and lips swell. Which was not pleasant for a 13 yr old, being awkward enough. For a while we thought it might have been tomatoes that were causing the problem. Instead of just taking pizza out of my diet, the guys at my favorite restaurant made my pizza with special sauce without tomato. I love it too much.

I realize I just wrote an entire post about pizza. I know that it's a weird thing to put out into the internet, but we all have our vices. If you think you don't have a thing for something, you should step back and look at your life and look at your choices. You all have your pizza, just like I have mine.

P.S. Pepperoni is the best