It’s been fairly gloomy the last couple of days here in San Diego. This is just how I like it. Although I’m feeling like I could have taken advantage of the random heatwave to tan up a bit before the sun went back into hiding. I am SO white. I know, I know.. “there are worse things” you grumble at me, but you’d change your mind if you saw my bum…. Don’t picture it. Just agree so we can move on.
On a side note: Have any of you fellow blog-writers ever tried to “Tab” your paragraphs? Cause it does NOT work. Stupid formatting. If it’s not tabbed then how do I prove that I can accurately transition from topic to topic?
Pizza, pizza, pizza! (example of a terrible topic transition.) Today there was a lovely couple, we will call the Anderson’s, who came to our humble abode to make us pizza. I’m talking homemade sauce, hand-tossed dough, market fresh ingredients.. the whole shebang. Seriously, every old italian man who’s entire life has been devoted to the crafting and art of pizza making would be put to shame by the sheer brilliance of this sauce. It was like a little piece of Italy did a hostile take over of my kitchen but made my stomach happy and full so it was all okay in the end. These people know how to make friends is all I’m really saying. In case anyone is hungry, I have tons of pizza in my fridge that I would be willing to part with for a small price. When the day comes that this couple has their own coffee house/ pizza parlor you will all be thanking me for telling you about it’s deliciousness. Now clean up your puddle of drool and go do something useful with your life.
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