ARRRR
I has a sty.
No proofreading for me today or tomorrow.
Apparently, that does not preclude me from drawing a shithot Jolly Roger thingy in the mirror with zero depth perception.
In other news, Lizzie makes a superb damsel in distress.
It's probably slightly overdramatic for me to be wearing an eye dressing. But these are the joys of owning a first aid kit and being able to say, "You know what? That's going to make life better". The sty is under my upper eyelid, which means every blink goes GRATEGRATE on my eyeball without this on. I was even able to watch Tropic Thunder tonight. Good times :-D
One of these days, I need to install some photo editing software on the kerb foundling PC. Apologies for the demon cat. Do not get me started on the stray eyebrow.