How bizarre is my life? I got up this morning with Sullivan who was running a bit of a fever and was just not thrilled with the universe.
While he was laying on the couch and I was getting coffee, he coughed a bit, sat up and looked like he was going to puke. Having nothing to catch the impending mess with, he vomited into my hand.
Normal and I used to know each other (not real well but well enough) but he hasn't come around in a long, long time. His younger siblings, Chaos, Mayhem and Nasty spend far too much time here.
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