So I am totally screwed. Today I went into the kitchen to decide what to cook for dinner. I opened up the freezer for some inspiration, and literally the next thing I know I am standing by the counter eating chocolate ice cream straight from the container and daydreaming. I absolutely have no idea how I got there. I do know I ate a bout 1/4 of a box of ice cream before I knew what was going on.
I am not ashamed to say that once I came to my senses I snagged one last scoop of chocolatey goodness before returning the box to the freezer. It's good stuff.
I'd say I need help, but that stuff is TASTY.
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Sadly, I find myself in the same predicament but I remember everything with startling clarity.
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