Chocolate! Chocolate! Chocolate! Aack!

It would be the understatement of the world to say that I am a chocoholic. I take every and any excuse to consume the stuff. I'll even refuse deserts when they don't contain chocolate. Yes, I'm a very dedicated chocoholic.

Yet today, even I was a bit embarrassed when I stuck my hand in my jacket pocket, only to discover that the chocolate bar I had been eating (and keeping in my pocket) had started melting a bit. Upon withdrawing my hand from my jacket, covered in melted chocolate, I began to think that perhaps I have a bit of a problem.