8 Ferrero Roche. Or maybe 9. Or it may be 8.
I've been in bed for 2 days, back to work, staggered home early cos drained of all life force, and before I knew it. Gone. Have also given into poorly pet related depressed chocolate cravings. bah.
I am now feeling bleughhhhh and have no one to blame but my piggy self, and do you know, writing this post is making me laugh at myself for being a total trunk. Twunk! Not trunck. Though could be confused with one after the blooming Ferrero Roche.