Do you ever have days where your body is running nearly exclusively on sugar? Don't you feel kind of good on those days?
This was my dinner. It was a feast in my tiny library cubicle. I am cursing my classmate for bringing in his daughter's leftover Halloween candy. I am afraid to tell you what I had for lunch, and basically everything else I've eating thus far this week. There has been a Henry Weinhard root beer, Jerry Garcia ice cream, and maybe a few other sweets named after righteous old men.
There is a salad in my near future, I promise. But I'm on a deadline right now. So, I'm going to eat all the freaking candy I want.