Eeek.

[ellarien]

Or possibly ick. I decided to skip dinner tonight, and just went to raid the hotel vending machine for what I thought was chocolate. It turned out to be ... not chocolate. Licorice, I think, but salty or possibly sour, in hard little disks about the size of a nickel. Extremely disconcerting when biting into what I thought was chocolate, in any case, and not exactly my idea of delicious even if I had been expecting it.