Peace, love, and chocolate
Oh how I love chocolate. I don't care that it is technically a milk product (which I am not supposed to eat); the agony I may experience is worth it. Yesterday my friend M gave me some chocolate that he picked up when he was in Paris. I was in heaven. I even experienced the first night of sleep without having weird, sexual dreams - all because of the satisfaction from the chocolate. I kid you not! I don't think that men quite understand the hold that chocolate has over women - it's kinda like when men just have to look at women's boobs - women just have to eat chocolate. It's innate.