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…
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!
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Ok, you have the WORST luck with vomit. Really, really bizarre… like you’re a vomit magnet.
I think I’m Facebook LD. The last time I tried to mess with it, I ended up sending an e-mail to everyone in my personal e-mail address book inviting them to be my friend, ummmmmm…sorry if I included you!
I added you to my facebook. :)
I’d completely forgotten that I had a Facebook until you sent me a friend request. I’m not quite sure what to do with it. It took me forever to finally figure out Myspace!
Hope the sickies go away soon, my dear.
Facebook! LinkedIn! ARGH! I can’t keep up with technology! ;)