...that this plastic-wrapped, chocolate-enrobed peppermint oreo (it's a "jo-jo," ssshh) is going to be the last sweet I eat for a week. Because it's the last prepared sweet in my apartment, so it probably has to go before I've got a shot at this.
In the meantime, I've had two cookies at work, because THEY WILL NOT END. They're not even good after five? days on the counter, but I'm hungry and I can see them and they are chocolatey.