Discusses the slippery slope of addiction:

I went to Amy's Ice Cream in the shopping plaza where Cabo's used to be and picked up two random pints and a cup of Dark Velvet.

At first, I used to reward myself with Amy's when I was really good.

Then, I rewarded myself when I was good.

After that, I switched to when I wasn't bad.

Now, it's when nobody faults me for my evils.

Sure, I may have gotten worse over the years, but Amy's ice cream hasn't.

For some of us, these matters have turned into "whenever I can get my hands on it." Of course, that may explain why that extra ten pounds won't go away, but I don't want to talk about it.

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