Chocolate. Covered. Peeps.

Totally lacks the cuteness factor of its colorful, shell-less counterparts, but still awesome.

This was one of several useless, temporary-happiness-inducing purchases made today at the drug store. This induced the most happiness, though. Except for maybe some over-the-top red nail polish that says that it will dry in 60 seconds. On the rare occasion that I do polish my nails, I seem to do it right before bed and invariably wake up the next morning with sheet marks on my nails. Seriously, why is the drug store the only place that I buy crap like this? A drug store should be the place that you go for items that heal, right? Not me. I buy chocolate-coated sugar lumps, lip shellac that smells like fruit and hair products that I don’t need. It makes no sense.