So, as some of you know I'm on a diet. Technically a lifestyle change, since I must change my mind set for the rest of my life. But, every now and then, I getting a little craving. Last night's feast was pizza. Glorius Pizza Hut pizza.
Now, most people could have one slice and be done. But, no. Not me. I ate three, then verbally spewed all over a working manuscript.
This morning when I looked back over it , I wondered if I had been drunk. Pizza drunk is a dangerous thing I tell ya.