OM NOM NOM NOM.
EDIT: Due to recent memeage and inherent confusion, let me just induct the newcomers into How Much I Love Cheese.
Take a highly stereotyped sitcom 20something female character. Have her fiance dump her for a Playboy Bunny, have her laid off from her job so the boss can hire his nephew in her place, have her roommate kick her out with no notice so her jock boy toy can use her space, have her dog run away and have her lottery ticket be exactly one digit off from the winning numbers, and give her a raging case of PMS that would make Hera look like a browbeaten 50's housewife. Then offer her a 3-pound Godiva-and-Haagen-Daazs sundae.
The ensuing carnage for the chocolate is approximately 25% of what you see when I am loosed around Really Good Cheese.
When I say "OM NOM NOM NOM", I am not merely quoting the current meme going around, I am actively channeling the spirit of the Great God Cookie Monster and becoming his paladin, flinging myself violently and bodily into the enjoyment of the bounty before me.
There is currently stilton in my keyboard, down my cleavage and stuck to the cat.
God, I love good cheese.