It’s 11:34 pm, and while watching an episode of Sex and the City, I get this huge craving for pizza. It’s not even a regular, I’m going to get my period soon and I want pizza type of craving. It’s a, I want pizza now and am willing and currently rolling around in my bed whining to nobody for some hot cheesy pizza with pepperoni topping. Oh my god.
Dinner tomorrow: Papa John’s. Yes!