I'm a snackaholic. I don't ever seem to sit down and EAT. I do drink tea like I breathe air. Mostly decaf or herbal, to stave off the inevitable caffeine addiction, but one cup of black tea a day. I took it up back when I worked a job with crazy deadlines and a boss who swore like a sailor and whose desk abutted mine. It was the only thing that kept me sane.
I sneak dates, cookies, malted milk, and candy. I've got a little KGB agent who peeks around the curtain and says, "What dat? Me! Me!"
