Do your best at all you do, and thus have no regrets.
Monday, August 15, 2005
Chockets. . . that's right, chockets.
What are chockets, you ask? They are pockets that have become chocolatey. I had one today because last night I forgot to empty my pockets of the after-dinner chocolates we got at dinner. I put on the same pair of pants today and, when I was putting my phone in my pocket I felt the warm mushiness of a chocolatey pocket. . . a chocket.