So today, I felt like eating pizza. I got out the pizza box and preheated the oven. When the oven was at the right temperature, I put the pizza in the oven. When the pizza was cooked, I went to take it out of the oven and I burnt my hand on the TOP of the oven, the rack INSIDE of the oven, and on the PAN that my freaking pizza was sitting on. I HAD TO GO THROUGH ALL OF THAT JUST TO EAT A FREAKING PIZZA BECAUSE, GOD FORBID, THIS MUST HAVE BEEN HIS WAY OF SAYING I DIDN'T NEED TO EAT THE PIZZA BECAUSE I HAD PREVIOUSLY EATEN LIKE 8 MEALS. BUT GUESS WHAT????? I STILL ATE THE PIZZA AND IT WAS THE BEST PIZZA EVER. SORRY JESUS. Yes, I've had a fabulous day, thank you for asking :)))))))