Those little elves are bastards. Stomp ’em, I say.

Somebody stop me.  I’d been doing so well — I’d eliminated my pot belly almost entirely.  I was feeling lean and mean.

Yet, slooooowly old eating habits are trying to reassert themselves.  It isn’t even that I really crave candy at night.  It’s that I specifically crave chocolate.

It’s like this … at some point, I’ll have a little bit of chocolate before bedtime.  But then I will want chocolate EVERY night; it’s like a little switch gets thrown in my brain.

There’s a neat little article right here about whether chocolate should be considered addictive.



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