Some people get hooked on normal things: cigarettes, alcohol, chocolate, cocaine...
I'm hooked on tortilla chips.
Not queso, not chips and salsa, just plain tortilla chips.
And I'm not even in love with, like, quality tortilla chips. I love crappy tortilla chips. The kind that come in a big yellow bag with a price tag of "$2 ONLY!". You know which ones I'm talking about-the tortilla chips that sit proudly on the bottom shelf of the snack food aisle. Most people outgrow them with a higher income tax bracket.
I haven't. At one point my regular checkout lady at the grocery store gave me a look and told me I should really be getting better chips. I'm not even kidding.
I love these chips so much I made two drawings to represent how I love and eat them. At first I drew this:
...but quickly decided the above picture wasn't accurate. Too much dignity...and sanity.
Yep. That looks about right.
I probably should think about getting help. Probably.