t marries Beverly's pizza.

Beverly can get her own date.

I like cats and dogs (although sometimes just in theory when the ones I'm living with are making me want to sell them to the circus.)

I love all vegetables. At least there hasn't been a one mentioned in this discussion that I haven't been all "mmm delicious" about. (But I've never had fiddlehead ferns...I suspect I would like them.)

I love cheese and bread and beer.

I'm an agreeable sort I guess. Not that my coworkers would agree with that today. I'm needing to go around smacking them a lot this afternoon. And they know it.

I've lived with cats and dogs. On the whole, while I've adored members of both species, I prefer dogs.

Dogs are OK. But too much work if you own one. Plus their unquestioning loyalty to humans makes me suspicious.

I live with a dog and a cat. The dog is aware that he's my favorite.

The one true pizza is thin crust with ham & pineapple. There. I said it.

I like dogs fine, but they seem like way too much work to own. Plus, while my neighbors seem to disagree, I think it's kind of mean to keep a dog (other than a toy breed) in a small apartment, unless you'll be home enough to take them out a lot.

I love cheese and bread and beer.

Also -- and I am going to turn on the asscaps for this -- I BELIEVE I HAVE THE DEATH COLD. And of course this is deadline week and I can't work from home, so I have to just take Tylenol and whimper a lot.

LyraJane, you do not have the DEATH COLD.

You have CATS.

I have both. A death cold, and cats. Oh, and an iPod, but we aren't talking about that right now.

(Also a husband. And toy frogs on top of my computer monitor. And a cup of mediocre tea. And ... okay, I'll stop now.)

What topping is on that pizza, though, Jesse?

Traditionally, in my family it's peperoni and onion.

Oh, I see. It is the iPod. Mail it to me at once.

You can keep the husband, I suppose. He will keep the CATS amused.