I used to boast about my self control. I made it through all of high school and college without ever smoking a cigarette, simultaneously securing a $50 prize over a bet I made with my mother in middle schoool. I could say no to anything and not give it a second thought. I had no recognizable vices. Unfortunately those days have come and gone and I am so often consumed by my passions now, my self control - a happy memory.

What has so thoroughly conquered me? Well, World of Warcraft aside, it is now a small 10oz bag of cinnamon glazed Macadamias from paradise, Honolulu, Hawaii. I can’t be in the same room and not be eating them. Every two minutes or so I open the bag, eat one or two nuts and reseal it, telling myself ‘no more until after lunch’, only to return minutes later… I can’t say no, I’ve tried.

The bag is gone now, lunch is two hours away and I’m waiting for symptoms of withdrawal to settle in. Thank goodness my addictions are cheap ones. $1 an ounce is a far better price than the alternative.