I just molested an Almond Magnum.
And a $3.50 bag of Pick”n”Mix.
Goddamn. Hormones’ll drive a gal batty, I swear. Sugar cravings – zero all day. 6.30pm hit and I was craving something sweet more than silly ol’ Winnie the Pooh wanted to get his sticky lil’ mitts into a honey pot. I tried hard. Had a fruit tub. Tried again. Had three fresh dates. Then gave in.
Lordy.
