The Vomit Bullet. That is my new name for Tobe. She just coughed up a hairball that rocketed out of her mouth like a bullet to ricochet off my computer desk - a brown, projectile arc. Earlier, Willi peed in my chair again. This leads me to one question.

WHY MY ROOM?! There's a whole house to vomit/pee in and they choose my room. Is it the spaciousness? Is it the fact that I'm keeping it clean now? Why MY room?!

I'm aiming to leave here around six tonight to head for the Petes, but on top of the work I'm doing for the Leukemia peeps and Booboo, and with all this bodily juiciness going on, it will be a miracle if I get out by then.



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