I'm sorry, chocolate.

For the past two days, I have been alone in my house with an open bag of Twizzlers bites and a batch of gooey, rich, homemade brownies.

And I've been eating the Twizzlers.

I don't know what to say. Except that sometimes, evidently, chocolate just won't get the job done.* 

I know. I'm puzzled, too.

Tomorrow is a big day. Big presentation. Wish me luck.

* I'm a damned good baker, lest there should be any doubt.

Comments

[Stasa]

It was fantastic. You had the whole room laughing at the right times, and then you had people looking deep in thought. Huge success. Congratulations!

[Erin]

Hooray! The auditor riddle went over really well, didn't it? I'll post my talking points and notes tomorrow. Right now, I'm wiped out, and there is a little boy who wants to read the animal atlas with me.