In which Ted eats a chocolate bar.

So, I'm sitting here in my room at the Hershey Hotel enjoying a Special Dark chocolate bar. *chompchompchomp*

They hand you one as you're checking in, and I'm kind of surprised it lasted as long as it did. Seriously, I've had this chocolate bar since around eleven this morning. Just resting on my desk, tempting me. Beckoning. "Eat me, Ted. Eat me!" It's kind of like Corbett in chocolate form.

*chompchompchomp*

*breaking off another piece of chocolate* So finally, I gave in. After a long hot bath, too, so my body feels alive.

Now, I don't want to give the impression that I've been lazy all day, because that just wouldn't be the case. I woke up at 3:30 this morning to catch a six o'clock flight, and believe me, the airport was CRAZY this morning. Packed with people trying to get out of Providence (can't say that I blame them, there). Then, arrived in Harrisburg and drove to Hotel Hershey, and was put right to work for a three hour training session that I was leading. Then, back to my hotel room to catch up on the emails of the day that came in.

So around five, I was due for a hot bath. And a chocolate bar. I like dark chocolate so much better than the regular kind. It just has a slightly bitter taste, it's not all sweetness. Sweetness grows boring after a while, if you ask me.

*chomchompchomp*

Mmm, that was good. Thanks for sharing it with me.