Doing my part to help make America the 33rd best country in North America.
I wish that my body would convert food into energy instead of just more body.
I’m trying to learn how to tell the difference between a baby hippo and a pygmy hippo so that I know the appropriate gasping sound to make when I stumble across pictures of them on Internet.
I miss me too.
I’m the exact opposite of most people in the way that my willpower to eat healthy increases when I’m drunk.
I’m having a contest with myself to see how much shitty beer I can drink in a week. Right now I’m win-losing.
I once ate an entire box of dog treats. They were called Pup Pizzas. Pizza was in the name, so it wasn’t dumb.
Housesitting for my parents this week, and they left me what they referred to as “a week’s worth of food,” but yeah I’m clearly going to be out by Tuesday
Diced chicken, spinach, roasted red pepper on thin crust with basil pesto cream sauce.
I am SO EXCITED for this!
You guys are good at picking pizzas.
(I’m gonna try to get the people that work there to write “Hi Tumblr!” on the pizza box. Let’s see if they earn themselves some cool points.)
Okay, it’s time for an interactive Tumblr lunch! You use your creativity to build the best pizza possible out of the following choices, and I’ll pick the best one to order for my lunch. Choose 3 toppings, a crust, and a sauce.
Roasted Red Peppers
Classic Red Pizza Sauce
Tomato Basil Sauce
Asiago Cream Sauce
Basil Pesto Cream Sauce
I’ll order in about half an hour!