It's always a bit of a bummer when you're waiting for a parcel and the postman rings only to hand you one for your flatmate. That was yesterday morning. In the afternoon I went to take out the trash and found a small package for me (meeeee!) on the stairs. Turns out we had a second delivery but they handed it to the lady downstairs. Yay!

I've been temporarily dirt broke for the last two weeks while I was waiting for some insurance stuff to be sorted out, so I a) really need some stress candy, and b) couldn't afford to buy any. So the parcel came just at the right time!

My lovely Halloween santa sent me quite a bit of candy, as well as some non-edible goodies. Thank you santa! I've already tried a bit of each (all the sugar!) and introduced my flatmate to the wonders of candy corn & co.