Okay, no significant other up in here. It’s 20 degrees and I can be found fondling my duvet with kettle popcorn, a bottle of semi-decent French wine and a shitload of dark chocolate. The good thing is, chocolate and wine never let you down. They’re always there for you. Except when you end up buying a shabby bottle and the chocolate is stale, but I have never met a chocolate i didn’t like.