Revenge of the Candy

I had almost forgotten about giving my information to a few of the companies at the expo. That is, until I received a big box of candy in the mail from one of them today. Ha! You have to understand, I've barely made a dent in the candy I got there in the first place. I apparently like the idea of candy more than I like candy itself. Anyway, if anyone wants a million pieces of licorice, mints, or gum, do let me know. (I just checked it out in more detail, and they included a pack of chocolate gum. Natural chocolate gum.)

Side note - do you ever supply your very own internal monologue? If you don't, then you should stop reading right now. In fact, go away. We don't need your "normal" sort around here. If you do, has your brain ever given you a sort of sarcastic nickname? Just in passing? Like, say, you knock some papers to the floor and your brain says, "Nice one, champ!" Well I was at the grocery store today. I had picked up crackers and ice cream and was heading to the checkout when I realized I still had nothing to actually eat for dinner. Without missing a beat, my brain produced the following: "You might want to take two more minutes and actually grab something to eat for dinner tonight and lunch tomorrow, there, Gigglebritches." I swear. No shit. Gigglebritches. The hell?