Today has not been any easier than yesterday. In fact, it's getting harder. And more painful. I need chocolate. I'm dying for it. I fear that I may be moved to violence if I don't get any soon. I already snapped at my boss today. He looked at me, frowning, and instantly knew what my problem was. He bought me a popsicle. He's a nice man. But the popsicle wasn't made of chocolate, so I'm still slowly suffering, wilting away into nothingness.Someone send help immediately. Please. A giant Hershey's chocolate bar would be a blessing. A miracle even. And I'd love you forever.
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