Chocolate

I got to stop eating chocolate. Seriously. So serious about the situation that as I sit here with a packet of chocolate biscuits next to me, I almost swear it will be the last one.

As I sit here at my computer, without even moving my head to search, I can see an empty ice cream wrapper (I found an ice cream that is exactly like Choc Bars) and two empty chocolate bar wrappers (both Mr Big's. Their slogan "when you're this big, they call you mister") and an empty chocolate biscuit packet. Yeah, that one is right next to the current one I am making my way through.

Somethings got out of control. My new slogan could end up much the same as my beloved Mr. Big.

The photo I did for the calender will end up a reminder of once was.

Admittedly, with the recent temperature drop maybe it's that whole winter reaction we like to claim happens. It's got so cold. And it did not help reading the paper today where it kindly informed of the 35 degree heat in the shade at lovely St Kilda beach in Melbourne. How balmy.