I have a problem. Admitting it is not part of the problem, that's easy. I'm every intervention's dream subject, and also worst nightmare.
You could call it addiction.Addiction - the fact or condition of being addicted to a particular substance, thing, or activity.
Chocolate can be categorized as a substance, thing, AND activity. Save me.
You know those chocolate candy coated eggs? I like to eat those, in large quantities, for long periods of time.
I once lived on a single bag of cadbury eggs for an entire day, and that day was Feb 22nd 2016. That was today.
I think hyper is more of a label, than a diagnosis. I think the giant fluffy bunnies currently occupying the space between me and the living room downstairs would agree.
It's not even Easter, though. It's not even Easter...
Actually, it could be Easter. Maybe Easter was yesterday, and I missed it. It keeps happening earlier and earlier each year, so it's possible that it slipped into February. This is a leap year, after all. When humans have too much time on their hands, they move Easter back a Sunday.
So I ate most of the chocolate eggs in the pantry. I didn't want to eat them all, because I'm considerate. I went to the next best thing: M&M's from a wedding I attended in May. They had faces on them. FACES. AND THEY WERE SPECIAL COLORS. A good friend once told me that orange was the tastiest color in a candy corn, which I wholeheartedly agree with, and I think the same goes for blue M&M's. Yellow ones? Meh. Red? Meh. But blue, oh yeah. Those are good.
The bag of M&M's were blue.
I ate the whole thing.
I don't need help.
I am the lion king.