Two words that say it all when it comes to excuses for missing the Dear Diary entry tonight.
Projectile Vomit
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Comments
Eloquent
I think that sums it up.
You have such a way with words Edeyn.
I might miss just to see what happens
Lady E
There's An Australian Team
That's world champions in projectile vomiting. you could always join them :-)
Seriously, hope you're better soon,
Hugs,
Joanne
To the point
Edeyn your explanation was clear and to the point. It illustrated precisely why there wasn't another chapter of Dear Diary prepared for our morning viewing. Thank you so much for alerting us, your loyal readers.
Thank you
grover
PS: Hope it's nothing serious and you feel better soon! :)
Hugs!
grover
to paraphrase Jinksy the Cat
(Hanna Barbera circa 1960): "I HATE EMESIS TO PIECES!"
...get well Edeyn and don't sweat "deadlines"
on what should primarily be a source of fun.
You could always invent some reason why
Courtney missed an entry & incorporate
it into the story...
~~~hugs, Laika
Well shit, I guess it really CAN happen here..,
.
Not a bad idea...
I think I'll do that :) Thanks, Laika!
get well soon
I hope it's something that passes quickly, like food poisoning, and not something that lingers, like satanic possession.
I can't believe you...
... equate your diary entries with such a pair of words...
Annette
P.S. if it's you, you were describing, get well really quick... Been there, and it's NO fun.