The goodness of M&Ms

I have been on this huge M&Ms tear lately. I don't eat a huge amount of them - I have been buying those bags of the seasonal ones, I guess they're half a pound? and one of them lasts for well over a week, which means I'm only eating an ounce or so a day - but I get unhappy when I run out. I'm kicking myself now, because Walgreen's had the Christmas ones for 75 cents a bag, and I only bought ONE. And by the time I thought better of that and went back again they were all gone. (Except dark chocolate, which I don't do. No dark chocolate, no mint, no peanut butter. I like the peanut ones but I like plain the best.) I guess now I have to go buy the pink ones instead.


OK, if Roger Clemens follows Andy Pettitte from New York to Houston and back again, I'm going to start seriously wondering if they're more than just friends. 'Cause that's more than just a little strange, otherwise.


I wish today was my half-day. Oh well, we are off Monday, so I'm only working 3-1/2 days next week. Can't complain too much about that.