Okay so whoever it was who invented
resealable wrappers for my chocolate bar needs to ... be banished or something. I'm not
not going to eat the whole thing. But I'm going to feel worse about it, now that you've given me the reasonable option of save half.
It's been a crazy two weeks, guys. I need my chocolate.
Moved from Montreal to Queens. Got a nice little apartment with hardwood floors older than my grandmother. Right now I've only got the appliances it came with and a futon. But I'll work on it. Also, started at the new job, and am slowly letting my body adjust to the fact you put high fructose corn syrup in everything. I missed you, America.
[Jasper Sitwell, Howard Stark, Spock]What a motley crew we make So if you see a half-eaten candybar in he staff refrigerator, you can steal it. It's not mine.