But... I just did the projectile vomit thing all over the floor and part of the wall. It just came from nowhere and I never had a chance to hit the waste basket or make it to the bathroom. Just... WHAM and I'm painting the walls of my office in puke.
If this keeps up, as much as I hate it, it's going to be doctor time. This has been going on way too long.
And now I'm feeling like I've been punched in the gut. Several times. By several different people. Very strong people. All wearing brass knuckles.
I think I'm going to drag my arse to bed.