Yesterday I got an anonymous delivery of these from someone both awesome and observant (thanks if it was you, btw.)
But I remembered what happened last time I had these.
So I've been careful, and this morning I only put a few in my purse to enjoy throughout the work day.
Which is why I'm tearing my purse apart like a junkie looking for a fix at 2:15 in the afternoon...
On a semi-related note, I just googled "chocoholics anonymous." That's just cruel.