Don’t acknowledge my smile when I try to say hello

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There is pizza dough sitting on the counter, warming up to room temperature to make it easier to manipulate for tonight’s dinner.

Because I am thinking in half-hour increments today, rather than in minutes or anything else, for some reason it feels like dinner time is close. I don’t listen to my body for dinner time, I listen to the clock, because if I listen to my body… half the time there never would be dinner.

I love playing with pizza dough. The way it sticks to everything, and then slowly peels itself off. I don’t like the way it is difficult to make into a pizza shape without getting a hole in it. That’s why for a while we were going with naan as our pizza base. That is still an awesome way to do things, but this is bettererer.

Oops, too many -ers at the end of that.

I’m trying not to do a survey every entry, I know some people don’t read survey answers and I want people to read me! OR to at least pretend to read me, I’ve gotten slack with noting people though, so I can’t expect them to note me.

For some reason, the little thing at the top of the entry window, with all the handy buttons, all those buttons are weird and blurry. Is that just me or is OD being mildly odd?

Can anyone give any form of idea to write about? ANYTHING? Most things I can expand into a decent ramble about something….