Currently sitting at desk in corporate lackey HQ with the first hot chocolate of the season. Velvety rich chocolatey goodness complete with marshmallows on top. Perhaps its like when you stop smoking apparently you can taste everything; when you haven’t had the sexy in a while, your senses are all racked up to a 10 and you notice EVERYTHING that feels good.
It has not escaped my attention that even sans cream there are probably about 4 squillion calories in this cardboard mug. May have to take a little leaf out of Ms Bean’s file. I do not expect that to feel good.
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Don’t do it, Sas! Three days of jogging and I can’t lift a cup to my mouth. Pain! Pain! Pain!