I'm ashamed to admit it, but it's true. I like to stalk them online to find out where they are and then track them down to meet in person. C'mon - admit that you're into it, too.
No? Too creepy? Okay, then maybe I should clarify before I have to join Pedofiles Anonymous and go door-to-door through Georgetown introducing myself to neighbors...
My name is Sally, and I'm a Girl Scout Cookie-aholic.
Every spring, I force myself into a full-on cookie coma... completely self-induced and utterly horrific. I don't know what it is about those little morsels of heaven, but I lose all self control and somehow justify eating 8 cookies in one sitting. Maybe it's because I know that I can only have them for a limited amount of time? Maybe it's because the packaging makes them so easy to grab? Maybe it's because sweet little Girl Scouts lace them with crack?? I don't know what it is about them, but I... CANNOT... STOP!
In fact, just the other day, Liv + I had a G-chat exchange that went like this...
which i typed as i added the next girl scout cookie sale at safeway to my outlook calendar
4:26 PM Olivia: see - you haven't even bought any yet have you?
from the troop you've been stalking
Olivia: which by the way, there is a box of thin mints and samoas over my left shoulder on this file cabinet behind me that you know who brought in
4:27 PM me: mother effer
of course i want a samoa
but i've had 5 thin mints and 3 do-si-dos already
Olivia: so is that a yes? want me to get you one
me: yes. but just one.
Seriously, what is wrong with me? I'll analyze this problem later - gotta go meet Troop #3613 at Safeway.