I'm hesitant to put this out there, for fear that my enemies will exploit it, but I have a new weakness:

They are amazing. I have had nine already today.
After my post about Daniel Craig got mentioned in the Express, my co-worker said to me, "You're going to get death threats! You should go after Michael Phelps next."
My co-worker clearly wants me killed. I think she's after the collection of holiday-themed Pez Dispensers I keep locked in my desk.
An attorney new to my floor walked by my desk 19 times yesterday. Today, twice. Did I do something wrong? Did someone clue him into the fact that my hallway is the lame one?