We don't have a pizza cutter at our apartment.
Do you know what inoportune moment I chose to discover this oh, so unfortunate fact?


Of course you do.
When I went to cut the pizza I had just pulled from the oven.
...Which may not seem like much of a problem for most people. But I am knife retarded and can't cut anything. It's really quite sad.

I tried anyway...my poor pizza.
I am now pulling pieces apart with my fingers and slapping some cheese on top.
Yummm.