My company is celebrating it’s 45th anniversary today. There is a cake available in every building and each member of staff is entitled to a piece.

They started serving it nine minutes ago. A group of people just walked past my desk, all with their own little slice.

It is chocolate.

Oh the temptation. Oh the pain! Oh how I want that effin’ cake!

I want it, but I don’t need it. It’s not on the weight watchers plan (I’m not counting points, I’m on the simple start/simply filling plan where they give you a list of foods that you are clear to eat). I must resist. I will resist. I will fight the temptation. I will rise above it and lose, like, one extra fraction of one ounce today. Damn you, chocolate corporate anniversary cake! I am better than you! I will defeat you!