Just returned from a fun night out with my HLP. Uncharacteristically, I actually had food in my apartment. Jacks pizzas that we bought specifically for my party next weekend. We cooked one. Ok, I attempted to cook one. I got impatient and forced Amy to eat an undercooked, gooey pepperoni and mushroom pizza. Sitting in my bed, I dropped the end of my piece, spilling it on my leg. Tried to lick it off... and fell off the bed. Dang it. I'm so uncool.
I just hope my neighbors who think I'm loud and pound on the ceiling when I walk around the house didn't hear me... and/or weren't too upset, cause it was loud... like a major thud. I just want to be friends... is that is that so much to ask?!