forgetful but satiated

up until a year ago i was self absorbed enough to blog, email, and scrapbook, and keep a journal. i don't know how i found the energy to maintain the sense of self import i dug down deep but i wish i could reclaim it because i'm realizing more and more how bad my memory is.
it's pathetic really.
i'm like drew barrymore in that one adam sandler movie. no, not the 80's one. the one where drew can't remember anything.

also, a completely unrelated thought, i've been in love with the chocolate from vosges ever since my coworker discovered it a year ago. it happens to be aimed straight at my particular purchasing demographic*. i just tried the calindia and goji bars today to which i give two thumbs up.

*emotionally dependent on chocolate.
*deperate need to quell for now desires to travel to europe/asia/africa/auastralia by consuming food remeniscent of said places.
*willing to pay $7.00 for a candy bar without batting an eye.