Have you got my back on Christmas Day?

My Tic-Tac addiction was short-lived. If ever you find yourself in said situation, all you need to do is overdose. Where I work, we were selling these bonus packs of Tic-Tacs. So, of course, I bought one because it was an incredible deal. I proceeded to feed my addiction all in one night. I think I completed two of the five packs of them. Well, two and a half. Half of one pack is on my desk; wishing, waiting. I'm not sure if it was the excess of mintiness or the thought of "yeah there's barely any calories in them... if you only eat ONE", but something flipped the switch and now I can't even look at them without feeling slightly nauseous.

And so be it. I needn't any more vices. I've already got 'Spending Too Much Money' and 'Spending Too Much Money on Books I'll Never End Up Reading' and, well, those are just about enough. Tic-Tacs, if they became habitual, would be a definite drain on my change purse. And I just got a new change purse. So I wouldn't want to drain it, especially not of that Good Luck Penny Andrew's mom put in it.

Is it obvious I'm reading a Nick Hornby book? Not obvious enough yet. Give it another week.