Needless to say, I recieved many a' sweets on the past holiday. Another needless to say, I've already devoured most of it--including a solod chocalate Rabit, 5 marshmellow Peeps, a sack of Jelly Beans (most of them black--haha!), and a sucker. Before, I was on a high! I felt great; all the sweets I wanted were available. No--that time has passed. Now I feel like sh[i]Wahoo![/i]it. I sit in front of the Comp (stomach constantly complaining) waiting for the relieveing sh[i]Wahoo![/i]it that will come in the next hour or two. The annual ritual continues once more.