Yumma Yumma!

So Halloween kind of snuck up on me this year, and I'm a few pounds of Hershey's behind my recommended intake for October. Luckily, coworkers have begun bringing candy into the office.

Yes, so I snagged a mini Hershey bar this morning. And I'm eating it at my desk. [Yum.] But there's always those little slivers of chocolate floating around inside the paper wrap, and apparently one fell onto my sleeve because when I again reached for my keyboard the little sliver went airborne and landed on my desk.

Now, I am in no way too proud to eat a sliver of chocolate off my desk. Not "off my desk" like licking it up, just "off my desk" as in a sliver of chocolate that's touched my desk. Nor is my desk particularly unhygienic or covered in any sort of residue.

Did I mention the light over my desk recently burned out?

Yes, so I reached for the first dark bit of material I saw on my desk and popped it in my mouth, only to discover it wasn't melting away in a heavenly moosh of milk chocolate.

Balls of lint usually don't. [They're not very yum, either.]

After transferring the lint from mouth to garbage, I did then find the sliver of chocolate, for indeed there was one, and I ate that. [Yum.]