"It is not the ctitic who counts: not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for a worthy cause; who, at best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat."

~Theodore Roosevelt

Thursday, February 10, 2011

My Pepperoni Pizza

~Never work before breakfast; if you have to work before breakfast, eat your breakfast first.
~Josh Billings

I officially have housing from now until the end of April 2012. Craziness.

So, I was feeling all grown up today. I met with my partner to plan our presentation. I signed contracts for housing. I went to Wal-Mart to get some stuff. And I picked up a pizza for dinner. I know, probably stupid to feel grown up about, but I usually do my homework alone in my room and don't leave the apartment cuz I don't want to lose my parking spot.

I'm a little pathetic.

I put the pizza in my car and grabbed the bread sticks to eat one on the way home. The thought crossed my mind to check that the pizza looked good. But see, I'm one of those people who always find it a little stupid when the people show you your pizza-as if asking if it's good enough. So I drive home, get the same spot I've parked in the last three times I've come back :) and headed in with my pizza.

Low and behold, he gave me a pepperoni. I've tried it. I don't like it. And I've been craving that cheese pizza for a week. I was a little upset. If it hadn't been for that Crazy Bread I would have been more than a little upset. (they were heavenly, by the way) And sitting there, picking pepperoni off my pizza, I realized I forgot about three things at the store.

But I guess that's life. So it's all okay. I'll live :)
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