I dunno, I don’t really do guilt beyond truly bad acts done by choice.

That being said, I am a chocolate milk fiend.

I have to strictly limit myself or I’d drink nothing else, and not eat anything useful nutritionally.

Chocolate in general is my one true vice. I don’t drink, I don’t use recreational drugs, I’m monogamous (and happily so), I quit tobacco, and even caffeine beyond trace amounts in decaf. But you try an take chocolate out of my life, and I will fuck you up.

I’ll even accept Hershey’s if there’s nothing else available.

But chocolate milk? Fuck me running. Cold, sweet, chocolatey goodness. I will walk right the fuck over infants and kittens if there’s a cup on the other side. Puppies? I dunno, I think I’d try to step between them, but I’m not making promises.

Home made is incredible. But my particular weaknesses are the pet trumoo, and the promised land midnight. They use thickeners that up the silky texture. The promised land stuff is meant to be more like melted ice cream, and it succeeds.

Which, don’t even ask me how quick I can kill a pint of hagendaz chocolate. Don’t blink is all I’ll say there.

I have no guilt involved there, but holy fuck is it an indulgence.

I use light mode on Discord, and just about everything really. I don’t like the feeling of being in a gamer cave. I always have a bunch of lamps on, and light themes too.

I pick my nose.

I bet you do too, don’t judge.

Or do: It doesn’t really matter what you think of me because I’m not a telepath.

Sometimes I’ll swing by Starbucks before my hour long commute to work I feel guilty each time because all but one coffee shop in town closed down but we have like 7 Starbucks now, one literally across the street from the other

Playing stupid phone games. Really mind-numbing, no talent required games. Currently into “Whiteout Survival”. I am over 60 y.o.

It scratches an itch.

The comments suggest most people here have an incredibly low threshold for both guilt—and pleasure.

I smoke weed every day. Casual marijuana consumption is definitely socially acceptable here (I’m in Canada where it’s legal) but I’ve been high more often than not for the past 8 years or so.

Sink pissing

A lot of people are saying porn, drugs and alcohol which sure i indulge in but not really in excess. I would if i let myself own any but i dont. My biggest indulgence is media, i consume slop in excess, i let myself fall into meaningless entertainment. Usually drama, youtube drama, it makes me feel so gross because i know how much of a waste of time it is. I could be studying or spending quality time with the people i love but instead i just listen to drivel.

I know it seems relatively harmless but i hate that about myself. I dont even enjoy it much, i just do it becuase id rather do that than nothing

Making random screeching noises. I love it so much. But obviously I can’t do it around everyone all the time.

What the heck is a plain dorito

I bathe 2-3 times a day. A quick one in the morning to get me out of the house, or I just skip it if I don’t have time. Cycle to work, real shower there. Then a nice long bath in the evening where I just soak and watch anime. Or browse Lemmy.

I haven’t actually done this in over twenty thirty (fuck I’m old) years, but while thinking about it, I recalled my childhood…

I used to dip extra buttery popcorn in chocolate milk. I fucking loved it. Honestly the thought of it makes me slightly nauseous now…