I just finished a quiet dinner with the man. Chicken, brussel sprouts, wine and chocolate. Lots and lots of chocolate. It started with a bag of valentine's chocolate, then when that ran out, I started to look around. More chocolate. Where's more chocolate? We destroyed a bag of Lindt's dark chocolate (60%) and now I have a stomach ache. Oh well. At least I have all that wine to settle my stomach. And I wonder why I'm 45 minutes late to work every day.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Holy Cow
I just finished a quiet dinner with the man. Chicken, brussel sprouts, wine and chocolate. Lots and lots of chocolate. It started with a bag of valentine's chocolate, then when that ran out, I started to look around. More chocolate. Where's more chocolate? We destroyed a bag of Lindt's dark chocolate (60%) and now I have a stomach ache. Oh well. At least I have all that wine to settle my stomach. And I wonder why I'm 45 minutes late to work every day.
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remember, chocolate=huge ass
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