There is more space between atoms than there are more atoms in the universe

After an effectively 2 and a half day weekend it's a 2 chocolate bar start to the day. Some people take coffee, some people do something slightly less legal - I eat sugar, it keeps my veins singing and my brain vaguelyon track in the morning. I am an addict and I admit it, so there.
In other unrelated news my crazy mood association with fruit has come to an end, any suggestions for new mood related objects/things are welcome as after the sheer excitement of thinking up fruit for moods I'm not sure my fragile psyche can take any more creative thinking, well not at least until I finish this choc bar anyway.
11.3g more sugar now in my system, ahhh.

I've not done one of these for ages...

( Short story )

Left of centre

( Political meme )

Food for thought

I should carry a notepad, or possibly a Dictaphone; every now and then spontaneous pieces of utter blather that should be recorded, for no real reason, pop into my head and scream "tell me to some hapless fool". This is of course the stable content of my LJ, such as it is. Anything that appears in my twisted brain while I'm pottering around pretending to look productive gets typed into notepad, refiled, cross-checked by an infinite number of monkeys, pre-scanned for grammatical errors by deep blue, incorporated into financial reports as checksums, transmitted via carrier pigeon to Eastbourne and encoded onto the back of a special data camel for transmission to the LJ world in general.
Accuracy is approximately +/- three camel hairs.
Moving swiftly sideways after a fine suggestion from shekhmet my mood association will be, from now until I find something better to randomly confuse myself with, all in the form of glorious confectionery. Mmmmm sugar.
This is of course entirely dependant on the bizarre configuration that I have for what usually passes for taste buds; and will therefore be entirely down to my own subjective taste standards. I do, generally, have no real conception of the term "too sweet". Artificial sweeteners for me generally do taste sweet, but they also taste flat, lifeless and are of course a heresy against all that is sugar.
Those that invented Sorbitol will be first up against the wall when the revolution comes, I can tell you.
Anyway, generally speaking when it comes to confectionery my tastes are pretty weird, well weirder than usual. For a start Liquorice and Aniseed are right out, I don't know why and you people out there are free to get your kicks from them both as you see fit, but you ain't gonna see me taking any of that stuff, no siree Jimmy.
Chocolate, the longest love of my life, is also preferably of a nice milky nature, high cocoa chocolates are not my thing; cocoa itself is of course as close as we mere mortals get to ambrosia, but too much of it gets in the way of the sugar frankly.
Mmmm sugar.
Anyway, that's probably enough random distraction for now - but then against if you're reading my LJ you don't usually come here expecting high brow political insight, deep rooted philosophy (well maybe in my more stranger moments) or insights into why PI makes an excellent number for comparing penguin feather streamlining ratios.
And don't you dare go mentioning Sn!ckers or St@rburst.