Sticking it to the Pizza Guy

Blog No. 161: Sticking it to the Pizza Guy

I slept in today, unintentionally. I was dreaming about some weird argument I was apparently having with Dustin and Taylor Lautner. Taka was there in the middle, with her top hat and three ties on. It was weird how it went. I don't remember any of the dream whatsoever, yet every time my alarm went off, I'd wake up for just a second to press the snooze button, I'd think to myself wait, I'm not finished talking to them yet!, and I'd immediately fall asleep again. Sometimes, I was talking in my head while the alarm was going off. I felt myself mouthing, "HOLD ON" while my subconcious was finishing off its point, then after it was done I'd wake up, snooze the alarm, and fall asleep again. XP

Today was mostly spent in the world of Final Fantasy XII, going around in a circle on an airship trying to level up my characters and increase their liscence points. I had played this game before all the way until the boss after the circle and failed miserably. This time, when I faced the boss, I wailed on him with the three characters with quickenings and won within thirty seconds. At least all that time wasn't wasted. XD

Class today was OK, I guess. Remember how I mentioned Jardine loved talking so much? That hasn't changed. XP

So, when I got home, I felt like pizza. Only, I don't have any cash. What am I to do?

... Well, I have a lot of change! I can pay in loads and loads of quarters.

So that's what I did.

Literally.

For a pepperoni and olive stuffed crust pizza and cinnamon bread, I paid the 30-ish dollars all in quarters.

No joke.

I sifted through my stash of change. I grabbed a small, snack ziploc bag for every four quarters I counted. When the pizza guy came to the door, I apologized, then started handing him the bags, one by one. I did feel sorry for the pizza guy. He wasn't my original pizza guy, the one who spoke only a little bit of english. This one was probably a high schooler working his summer job. :P

So here I am. Eating a slice of pizza. Blogging to you readers. Taunting you by eating my slice of pizza and typing about it...

I wonder if I can pay in nickels next... XP