Yesterday I tried the new dark chocolate Kit Kat. I was all set to hate it, but it was pretty damn good. Unfortunately it was melting so I had to scarf it down pretty fast-- didn't get to enjoy it's subtle nuances-- but it's definitely worth a try, if you like dark. Speaking of Kit Kats, I think I wrote an essay about them. I'll have to check my harddrive on the Mac. I think it was actually quite brilliant.

All two of you who have been following this blog will notice some changes. I've decided to make it more focused and stick with my candy obsession. I received my shipment of British candy on Friday. Unfortunately, it was sitting on the front porch for a few hours before I realized it was there. I quickly transferred the candy to the fridge.
The first one I tried were the Curly Wurly Squirlies-- mini versions of the American Marathon bar. Now, in a previous post, I noted that I don't really like caramel. But these were yummy. The caramel was much more buttery than the caramel in American candy bars.

UPdate: I have located a Valomilk at Cracker Barrel. Unfortunately, I didn't have any $$ on me when I saw it, so I'll have to go back and get it. Also, Valomilk was featured on the Food Network last week. Apparently the filling is a top-secret marshmallowy substance. Oh, the excitement. I just can't stand it!

Yesterday I ordered $15 worth of British candy from a website called British Delights. I can't wait to get the shipment...all sorts of lovely chocolates with biscuits and raisins and toffee. It's lovely, gov'na.

Well, I thought no one was reading this, so I took a break. But due to overwhelming demand, I'm back. And I have news to report. There's a new website-- www.candy.staggingground.com-- and it's all about candy. There's a book out called "Candy & Me" and it's a memoir about a girl's experience with candy. GODDAMMIT!!! I should've written that. Ugh. While it really pisses me off, I must recommend the website. It's addictive. It lists all different kinds of candy and people's experiences. Funny thing about Circus Peanuts--they really cause a stir. A lot of people hate them, but have guilt complexes tied to them because their grandparents or parents liked them. Ha! Something to think about there. "Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. I threw out an unopened bag of Circus Peanuts."
In other news, I've just about reached my breaking point with this freelancing thing. I spend HOURS writing detailed, impeccible queries, only to either get a form rejection letter (if I'm lucky) or hear nothing at all. I've had it. So I'm going to be concentrating on my book now. It's a total mishmash and changes everyday, but a sucky book is better than no book, right? So all you stupid editors out there who have ignored my queries--ppphhhlleeeppptttthhhh!!!!!!!! Soon I will be famous and you'll be begging to interview me and I won't return your calls. Hahahaha!