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[oceana]

Yesterday I stood in the supermarket for about fifteen minutes, staring at the fridge shelf trying to decide if I could afford the extravagancy of straciatella yogurt in my scarce Parisian budget and my everlasting attempts to diet.
It was a Non-Fat diet low sugar version i had my eye on.

I decided against it, and then -after passing by the shelf another couple of times - finally grabbed it on my way out.

This evening, I ate the first pack and it was absolutely delicious. Crispy dark chocolate, sweet and creamy yogurt, melting on my tongue...
*licks lips*

I congratulated myself on my wise shopping decision, took a look at the lable, and discovered that...

...I had grabbed the cream yogurt full sugar more calories than you can shake a stick at (or rather shake your butt to get rid of) real chocolate deluxe version.

*cries*

I'm just telling you this because this episode has made it obvious that I need a personal assistant.
Please leave your application in the comments.

I can't pay, but I have been told that I give a mean massage. Possibly sexual favours.

I'll be over here, eating another yogurt.