I have a new addiction. I don’t think anyone here is surprised. I seem to have a highly addictive personality. It’s actually shocking that I haven’t taken up cocaine yet.
No, my addictions seem to revolve around other orifices. Namely, mouth and ears. And I don’t think you can ingest cocaine via the mouth or ears. (Am I right, crack addicts? That’s a snorter, right? Set me straight!)
I get addicted to certain music, to the point that I listen to the same song or album on repeat, unterruptedly, for months at a time.
And then, of course, are the food addictions. Cheese and pita chips, being the most recent victims to fall in and out of my favor.
But behold – a new thing to which I have become addicted: Parmesan Basil Wheat Thins. Sweet nectar of the gods. These are awesome.
Of course, now that I have plowed my way through half a box, I’m sure my breath would smell like a rose garden to anyone who stands close to me
However, since nobody has been up in my grille for quite awhile now (too long, in fact) I am going to continue to munch like it’s my job.
If only I could shove them in my ears. This would be a great day.