The Joys of Pizza

[same_sky]

We ordered pizza tonight for the first time since we moved. Do you understand what a luxury it is to pick up a phone, state your name and address and have a pizza at your door minutes later? Oh, sure, there was pizza delivery in Morehead. Pizza delivery has long been my standard for how far out of town I want to live--far enough to not have neighbors; close enough for food deliveries. I'm just saying.. it's not a new advancement in technology for me or anything. The incredible part is that we didn't have to have an extended discussion on how to get here. They didn't ask. They didn't call. They didn't lecture me about the evils of sharing an address with someone else* and how 911 gets really upset by that--I remember writing about that once but I can't be bothered to look up when it was. It was a peaceful, tasty pizza experience. That's somewhere near the bottom of the list of things I need, though--someone to make my pizza-buying less stressful. Yikes.

*Since we moved out, my parents have actually gone down and filed for a new address--couldn't really have someone else's mail delivered to their mailbox. We didn't get around to it in three years, but it just took a form to get the job done. Why must I procrastinate all the time? It's silly.

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[same-sky.livejournal.com]

We got coupons when we moved, too! Great fun, although I don't think we've actually used any. Anyway, no, those aren't the forms I'm talking about. We literally shared an address with my parents because we lived kinda in their backyard. It was a new space when we moved there, and I was still receiving mail at that address from when I lived with my parents, so it was just really easy to let it slide on getting an official address for the place. :) That's one of the reasons that delivery people had a hard time figuring out where we lived, although not the biggest reason.. it was a little complicated.