This is one of those days when I wish I had a blog where I could anonymously post and whine about everything that is bugging me right now. I don't mean share my troubles and ask for uplifting advice either. I mean whine. And I can get a good one going if I want. Where the pitch and timbre of my voice will cause all the fluid in your ears to vibrate and next thing you know, you are completely deaf.
And you'd be happy you were deaf because then you wouldn't have to hear me whine.
Instead I pose these questions for discussion:
When did I get old and stop liking cold pizza?
Does the fact that I eat pizza for breakfast (but heated up) cancel out the un-cool of heating it up and leave me where I already was on the coolness scale?