The day after Halloween.
More candy than you can shake a tree at, on at big discount and - the best part - I don't have to give it away.
Sue me; I have a sweet tooth.
Tomorrow, I'll hunt for the good stuff, fill my closet and eat peanut butter cups until I puke.
Oh, and come here.
When I'm not stuffing my face or bemoaning the fact that I have.
Also: 'BOO!' and all that.