Pizza Pizza Pizza

Pathetic.
It's only 10:30 and I'm already beside myself with excitement about pizza at 7!
I'm just way too food motivated.
Of course, this is a secondary concern to celebrating Spring and Shelly's birthday and seeing my friends.... a very close second.
Pepperoni, tomato and mushroom, combo??? what will I have?!

Nevermind that the two plus hours I just spent at the gym will be wiped out. Welcome to my fatass carousel. (It's all muscle, ask anyone.)



I don't think I'm alone. I've already gotten a few emails about this evening. They all pertain to some other aspect of the event, but I know what they're really thinking about. Beer and Italian sausage!