i forgot what i was going to say, but

[oblackesttoast]

just now, while holding my six pound dog, it began to heave. and when it finished, a four geyser bout of spam, spaghetti, corn, and mostly digested cookie lay neatly on the tile floor. with only trace elements on my ankle, i realize she's the cutest puker i've ever met.
also: my hair is getting long.
love,

kristine.