Going over to the “dark” side
Normally, I’m not prone to impulse buys. A store can pile goodies galore on either side of the check-out aisle, and it’s a fairly safe bet that, unless it’s something I was gonna buy anyway, nothing will jump into my cart.
That is, however, until today, when mountains of Dark Chocolate M&Ms lunged at me when I wheeled into Aisle #10. Never mind that they were Darth Vadar colors — black, purple, gray, navy blue, burgundy, none of which have any business being associated with candy, fer godssake. They were Dark Chocolate M&M’s, so they had to be eaten. By me. In great, copious amounts, apparently, since you don’t want to know how many I’ve demolished since I brought them home.
Yes, I’m weak. So sue me.
You may be wondering (or not) how Jury Duty is going. Well, lessee. . .I started last Wednesday, and so far I’ve had to report once, which was today. I got there at 2 p.m., they dismissed us at 3. I came home and ate many M&Ms. Since the new group goes through orientation tomorrow, the rest of us are off then, too. So far I’ve earned roughly fifteen bucks plus 40 miles @ .37 per. Whoop-de-doo.
I’m about halfway through my next book, and it’s a total mess. But you know, if I ever had a book I didn’t hate at this point, I’d worry. More. But seriously, it occurs to me I have no idea what the black moment’s going to be. You know, the “boy loses girl” part of the story? And yes, I have a synopsis. As if that helps.
What helps, is more chocolate. . .
