wednesday april 22

today i got home after working my eighth blue jays game in 10 games - to go along with my full-time job - and was excited to just relax and watch the latest episode of mad men. i threw a frozen pizza in the oven, and after pulling it out 14 minutes later, i was so eager that i didn’t let it sit for three minutes to cool down before i started into it. on the very first bite, some sort of sauce/cheese combination landed on the outside of my lower lip and burned a chunk of it right off before i could pull my mouth away. i’ve never felt so betrayed by a food in my entire life. it really hurt, in every sense of the word.