Well, hell's bells. I was all excited to crack open the tin o'chocolates from Baileys.
Not that I was going to have one before breakfast, mind you. I don't have that much of an eating disorder. It's just that I wanted to see what lies ahead for this afternoon.
This. This is what waits for me.
I'll be the first to admit. I'm a chocolate snob. Once you've had the Elbow, you just can never look at Grandpa-Wrapped candy the same way.
Seriously, what in the heck kind of promise can that Baileys crap hold for me? This is the kind of candy you find rolling around in your Grandma's purse, betwixt and between her used kleenex. This is the kind of candy that the perfume-laden broad behind you in the theatre spends hours opening.
I'd be happier with a 99 cent box of chocolate covered cherries from Walgreens.
Note to self: Stop at Walgreens today.
God. I'm so spoiled.
8:12 a.m. - February 01, 2007
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