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September 21, 2007
I'll admit it
I ate a chocolate whopper today. A cookie that was so chocolatey that
in the molecular space where there's usually air
or maybe some kind of eerie vacuum
with a faint ringing tone
there was no air or vacuum. There was
more chocolate.
At the time I thought I'd earned it.
I thought the math of my last few days
the good things I'd done, the bad things, the easy moments I'd had, the challenges
had all added up to
it being OK
for me to consume
a chocolate whopper.
At the time.
That's what I thought.
this looks a bit like the chocolate model of your brain, you know, the famous one that was in all the papers.
Posted by: e. at September 21, 2007 11:15 AMWow -- I hadn't noticed that, but you're right. Mmmmmm. Chocolate model of my brain.
-Cecil
Posted by: Cecil Vortex at September 21, 2007 12:52 PMcec, it worries me to consider that you reassured yourself of your right, no, explicit need and destiny to consume a chocolate whopper. you always have, and will always be, deserving of a chocolate whopper.
btw, for those similarly addicted, http://chocosphere.com/ rocks.
Posted by: itto ogami at September 22, 2007 6:06 PM
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