July 1, 2002
So I had just gotten home from accounting class, when I realized I was hungry. So I set the oven to preheat to 400 degrees and pulled a pizza out of the freezer. While I waited for the dumb oven to preheat, I got bored. So I spent some time arranging the pepperonis, trying to achieve an optimal pattern. After much testing and rearranging, I had done it.
Remarkably, the oven was still not preheated, but I was tired of waiting, so I put the pizza in (carefully, so as not to upset the pepperoni arrangement) and went outside to play.
About 16-18 minutes later, I came back inside and the pizza was ready. As I pulled it out of the oven, everything got quiet. My brother and I were speechless. We knew we were witnessing something very special, something that we might never see again in our lives. You see, this pizza was perfect. Words just cannot describe it, you'll have to see for yourselves.