I didn't eat chocolate for breakfast on purpose. I just got busy yesterday morning with laundry, blogging, and catering to the cat's every whim. As you do. The next thing I knew, it was time to go to work and nothing but caffeine had passed my lips.
Around 10:00, the basket of leftover Halloween candy was calling my name. I tried to ignore it, but its allure was too powerful. I ate a couple of pieces of chocolate even though I knew what was likely to happen.
Chocolate, you are a cruel mistress.