I’m tired of writing about my eyes, so you guys must be sick to death of reading about them. So, now for something completely different: vomit.

Yes, that’s right. Robbie woke up and promptly vomited on me. Apparently I’m going to have to keep track of how many people and/or dogs vomit on me just this month.

Anyone out there handy with spreadsheets? I have a suspicion that this might get complicated to track…

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Oh, and in case you didn’t notice, I’ve been sucked into the black hole known as Facebook. Had you been there today you would have known all about the vomit hours ahead of anyone else.

I cannot think of a better reason for you to sign up. And then friend me. So I’m not so alone. So I don’t look like a friendless looooser. Help me!