I started to notice my light-headedness about 45 minutes ago, so I perused the pantry.  Nothing looks good.  So I ordered a pizza!  From Giordano's, and they have great stuffed pizza.  They said 20-30 minutes, which surprised me, since the stuffed pizzas take longer to cook.
After 20 minutes, the shakes started.  I don't want to eat anything in the house that sounds mediocre, when I have delicious, cheezy pizza coming, right?  I started looking up every time someone walked by in front of the house, every time I heard a car.  That's often, in the city, in case you didn't know.
Then I saw a pizza delivery car stop on the corner out front, and a man was fiddling around the car.  Finally!  I picked up my money, walked to the front door.  Nope.  Another pizza place.  A different delivery.  
And one sad girl sitting in the living room feeling sorry for herself.
It has now been 48 minutes . . . 
SUCCESS!  It's here!!!!
Seeya.  Pizza time.
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