Now I want pizza. Because I am lazy to cook. But I don’t really want pizza, I’m just hungry and lazy.

This is literally the 4th time in my adult life I’ve ordered delivery pizza which is exciting in and itself, not even considering the fact that I don’t eat pizza all that often except when people order it at work (or uh when I’m in Chicago). So even though my primary motivation was hunger and laziness, I’m also excited like a little kid who gets to stay home alone while the adults go out for the evening.